Ed had a seat in the lobby while Winry was on the phone. "Al, would you go on to the train station and exchange Winry's ticket? We'll meet you there." Eyeing his older brother Al hesitated before answering with a "sure brother" and heading back out the door. As Winry hung up the phone Ed put a hand on her shoulder.

"Come on, Winry. You'll miss the train."

Turning to face him she fingered his torn right sleeve. "You should shower."

"I should, but there's no time. I'll change shirts while you're packing."

"I'm already packed idiot….You need your bandages changed, too." She replied while running a fingertip across his forehead.

He turned to the stairs. "Come on, then. I'll probably need your help. A medic did this one."

Once upstairs he took his shirt off while she prepared his bandages and some water.

"You're not changing pants?"

"Nah, these didn't rip."

"Ew, you're all sweaty."

"I was in a fight!"

"Pass me the hairbrush; I can at least try to get the blood out of your hair."

"You don't have to be so gently Winry, just pull it up."

"Ed just hold still, you're splashing water on me." He sighed and dropped the rag he was using to sponge off his front back into the bowl. She finished with his hair and grabbed one of the rags.

"What are you doing?!"

"Washing your back, there's blood everywhere."

"Fine!..." and a few other things under his breath that she missed.

He sighed again as she gently scrubbed the back of his neck. He moaned a little when she dropped the rag and toweled him off. As she clambered around to face him, he started to pull on a new shirt.

"What about the rest?"
"I got them good enough."

"You still have blood in your bangs."

"It's okay, just leave it…..Where'd this shirt come from?"

"Al and I bought it when the Major kidnapped you."

"So that's where all of the hotel money I left went."

"We didn't expect for you to go missing for so long."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Let me put something on those bruises."

He snatched her hand away from his face. "Winry, I'm fine. You're going to miss the train if we don't leave now."

Snatching her hand out of his grip, she threw her arms up in exasperation. "Fine, fine, let's go."

As they left the room the clanking of armor could be heard approaching. "What are you guys doing?! I could see the train coming in! Let's go!"

"Coming Al!" They answered together.