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[steelbloodseal]

[At first the video swings across Al's armor... well, except, the eyes aren't lit up anymore. Usually that means he's dead. But, no, Al's voice comes through the communicator! Actually, it's just chattering teeth accompanied by laughter.]

F-figures th-this would happen during fall!

[Despite the complaints, he pretty much sounds on the verge of tears

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[priceoftruth]

[The sense of touch in his right hand is foreign; the ease of movement, the lightness of the limb... But feeling, touching, sensing, is particularly strange, just as strange as being able to see and touch his brother's face. Really, this time.]

...Yeah. You are.

[At first he feels strangely...numb. Dumbstruck, maybe, and confused, and guilty. Had their mother been traded for this? Equivalent exchange. Maybe that was it. But that didn't make sense at all, did it?...

And he wonders, of course, if it's going to last. Or maybe it'll just be a week, a day, an hour, a minute. Any second things could change. But after that moment he's smiling, a genuine smile. In that moment he's not an alchemist or a scientist wondering what could go wrong or why; he's more like a kid at Christmas who got something he wanted without even knowing to ask for it. Even if it doesn't last long...it's worth it.

He chuckles at Al's words, and he puts a hand on his brother's head. He has to reach up a little to do it, but at the moment he can let go of that (until later, at least).]

Let's see if there's anything left from lunch in the kitchen.

[steelbloodseal]

[If he wasn't so overwhelmed with... well, everything, he might share his brother's questions about their mother. He's willing to be a little selfish though and forget about equivalent exchange for once. Sure, he'll feel bad about it later, but at the moment his whole body is screaming "FEED ME." It's a bit hard to focus on the concepts of science and reality when you haven't had real food in years.

Al bends down a little, leaning into Ed's hand. Ed might feel like a kid at Christmas, but Al is the kid who met Santa Claus and had adventures saving Christmas. Yes, he is THAT excited. He's practically shaking with it. Or maybe it's the lack of body fat, who knows.]

I want to try chicken first! Or maybe tomatoes, I always liked those, or maybe both, can I have both?!

[priceoftruth]

[Well. This is Ed. He finds any way possible to brood over things.

But Alphonse's enthusiasm is catching, and Ed can't help a grin at the question; even if none of this makes sense and even less of it is right. It's what they wanted. What they've hoped for for how long? Years. Five, closing on six, maybe. Even if it doesn't last, even if it doesn't make sense...

He'll set aside questions and doubts for later. Al deserves that much, at least.]

Heh -- if we've got it, hell, why not.

[To the kitchen! /o/]