The cold desert night was taking its toll on her. Being half snake didn't help either, she couldn't tremble anymore to generate heat. She looked over at the brothers. Edward was sleeping, snorting rather loudly. Can't even be quiet in his sleep... She thought bitterly.

And then there was Alphonse, sitting not too far from his brother, looking up at the stars. She wondered if he ever slept. Probably not, due to not having his body... She got up, slowly, due to the low body temperature; and walked up to him. "Hey, Al" She whispered, not wanting to wake up the older Elric.

He looked at her, with the usual expressionless, iron face. "Hello, Martel" He said softly, and quickly looked up at the sky again. "You can't sleep?"

She sighed, sitting down next to him. "No" She simply said, as she tried rubbing her hands, in an attempt to warm up. She was somewhat successful. "What do you do all night?"

He shrugged. "I look at the sky, try to form something with the stars... Rarely, though. If there's paper and ink, I write. Sometimes I draw..." He trailed off when he noticed her saddened face. "It's not that bad, once you get used to it" She tried to touch his hand, but he pulled away. "I wouldn't do that, unless you want to freeze. I get very cold in nights like this"

Martel didn't say anything, instead, she slipped closer to him and took his hand anyway. He was right, his hand was freezing. "You're really going to stop me from seeking revenge?" She asked, almost to herself.

"If I must" He said, instinctively closing his hand around hers. But he stopped when he realized he'd probably hurt her, and put his hand over his leg again. "Though I wish you wouldn't do it" He didn't dare looking down at her.

She smiled, looking at the stars. "Tell me... What do you see up there?"