Person you don't know, first. Riku, next. ;A;au_alchemistJanuary 12 2011, 03:06:34 UTC
Edward was out on the usual grocery trip when he saw a younger girl run past him, and... wait, was she crying? ...Damn his soft heart under all that metal, damn it to the hell it was probably bound for anyway.
He approached her cautiously, head tilted. "...Hey, you alright?"
/snuggle ; ;au_alchemistJanuary 12 2011, 03:16:17 UTC
He walks until he's right next to her, bending down so they're at the same eye level. Not so hard, due to his slightly shorter-than-average stature. ...Dammit, he hated seeing people cry like this.
/clings forever;;;;;;au_alchemistJanuary 12 2011, 03:35:24 UTC
"I'm sorry." Someone went home? It was, in fact, possible?
...But leaving someone behind, crying for them; it struck a cord with him. He remembered how he and Al felt when Hohenheim left, when their mother died and he still didn't return...
Ed reached out with his right, metal fingers closing gently on Naminé's shoulder. He wanted to say 'There's...always a possibility that he'll come back, right?' but to give someone even a false sense of hope... He frowned. "...Would he want to see your tears?"
"Then keep that, and the good times in mind, and keep moving."
It was all that could be said. Blunt, he knows, but sitting around crying for someone who was gone wasn't going to bring them back any sooner. ...If at all.
He approached her cautiously, head tilted. "...Hey, you alright?"
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How could it hurt like this? And here she was thinking she couldn't feel anything...
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"What's wrong?" Did they... lose someone?
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She still felt denial at this. It couldn't be true. And yet here she was.
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...But leaving someone behind, crying for them; it struck a cord with him. He remembered how he and Al felt when Hohenheim left, when their mother died and he still didn't return...
Ed reached out with his right, metal fingers closing gently on Naminé's shoulder. He wanted to say 'There's...always a possibility that he'll come back, right?' but to give someone even a false sense of hope... He frowned. "...Would he want to see your tears?"
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"No...he wouldn't."
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It was all that could be said. Blunt, he knows, but sitting around crying for someone who was gone wasn't going to bring them back any sooner. ...If at all.
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