"Mom? Do you have a minute?" Heinz asks. Winry cant' turn to look towards her son at the moment, still working on the automail. Still, Heinz waits and once Winry is done, she pushes the visor up, smiling at her son.
"What's wrong?"
He smiles, some drawing sheets in front of him. "Just wanted to know what you thought of these."
Heinz takes after Ed in almost everything, from how fast he gets annoyed to how long he can hold a grudge, but he cares little to nothing about alchemy, always more inteested in automail, which is just as fine, since it's Lety, instead, who makes her father teach her about alchemy, and half her drawings are of arrays and of equations. Ed and she laugh about it everyday, and everyday there's the pride and love swelling for her children, for her family, for this life that sometimes she still can't believe she's having.
Winry grins at her son, messing up his hair before she moves a little so he can sit down by her side and check up his designs.
"What's wrong?"
He smiles, some drawing sheets in front of him. "Just wanted to know what you thought of these."
Heinz takes after Ed in almost everything, from how fast he gets annoyed to how long he can hold a grudge, but he cares little to nothing about alchemy, always more inteested in automail, which is just as fine, since it's Lety, instead, who makes her father teach her about alchemy, and half her drawings are of arrays and of equations. Ed and she laugh about it everyday, and everyday there's the pride and love swelling for her children, for her family, for this life that sometimes she still can't believe she's having.
Winry grins at her son, messing up his hair before she moves a little so he can sit down by her side and check up his designs.
"Let's see what you came up with, okay?"
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