She couldn't understand them. No matter how long she spent looking at them as they interacted, she would never understand. How Winry could argue about anything she thought Edward did wrong, and how he'd spent time arguing back about not knowing what he did to anger her.

Alphonse would stay away, playing with the family dog or helping the old Rockbell woman. Martel wondered if he ever was worried that his brother would get killed by the younger automail mechanic. He looked at her, expressionless as always, but in his voice there was amusement. "That is the only way they show their feelings..."

"Oh" Martel said, as they turned to see Edward running and Winry throwing a wrench at him. The younger Elric looked at his friend and wondered why was she trying to understand the dynamics of his brother and Winry's twisted relationship. "I see" She said to herself.

He watched her walk away, back into the house. Al wondered if one day it would happen again, one day when they wouldn't eventually leave. "Ack! What am I thinking?" He scolded himself.