The snow had gone, and Winry wasn't really sorry about that. Especially since it had left her an excellent present in return - a blowtorch just like the one she'd had back home, with fuel and everything. So she'd spent the last few days tinkering with it, but that tinkering was hampered by the fact that she didn't have very much metal with her.
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"It's pretty mild. Feels like-" he stopped suddenly, both walking and speaking and stared at a point up and far past Ed.
"....Brother," he said, very still.
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His brow relaxed, and golden eyes widened in surprise. There, a light, winking dimly in the dusk, suspended in the trees. Edward swallowed a lump in his throat.
"...you think...?" he trailed off as he began walking again, his pace quickened.
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She paused to watch it for a moment, wondering as to what it might be.
"Hello?" she called, to curious to ignore it.
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Winry disappeared from the window, but then her head was visible hanging from underneath the treehouse, in the hole cut in the floor. "Climb on up!" She dropped the rope ladder and waved. "I'm Winry."
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