Array 064 [Voice/Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

[The PCD is pulled out of Al's pocket. He's wearing a zipped-up jacket of soft brown leather, and the helmet he uses for the Zoomer. He sets the PCD on something, presumably the seat of the Zoomer, and takes off the helmet. His messy hair falls down around his face, getting into his eyes. It's tangled from wind, and for a moment his face seems much

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[ethereal_genius]

Winry?

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

I wouldn't have wished any more pain on you.

[Private to Near || Unhackable]

[bloodseal_soul]

... I see.

Why do you think I'm in pain?

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

I'm not blind.

[Private to Near || Unhackable]

[bloodseal_soul]

What else do you see?

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

I see pain.

[Private to Near || Unhackable]

[bloodseal_soul]

... am I giving anything else away?

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

Sorrow. Loneliness. Hurt. Confusion.

It all adds up to pain, Alphonse.

[Private to Near || Unhackable]

[bloodseal_soul]

But that's all?

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

Is more necessary?

[Private to Near || Unhackable]

[bloodseal_soul]

No, it's not.

I just have other things I'd rather not give away.

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

Then suffer alone, Alphonse Elric. It pains me to know that our friendship is one-sided in the "trust" department.

[Private to Near || Unhackable]

[bloodseal_soul]

It's sad that you'd think that of me, Near.

You're a person who knows better than anyone the danger of sharing certain secrets.

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

It never stopped me from sharing them with you.

[Private to Near || Unhackable]

[bloodseal_soul]

That's different. This isn't just my safety on the line, or even just yours this time.

[Private to Alphonse || Unhackable]

[ethereal_genius]

Al...