[Ed was just leaving the table himself when he hears it.
That voice. He knows that voice. But it couldn't actually be him, right...? He turns, standing up on his toes to look across the table. He catches sight of a very familiar coat and as its owner starts to walk away he manages to catch a glimpse of his face.]
... Al?
[Ed's not sure how it's possible, but right now he doesn't care because that's his little brother and he's not in a suit of armor and seeing him was way more important than the how and why.
As soon as Al starts to leave Ed is running after him, calling his name.]
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That voice. He knows that voice. But it couldn't actually be him, right...? He turns, standing up on his toes to look across the table. He catches sight of a very familiar coat and as its owner starts to walk away he manages to catch a glimpse of his face.]
... Al?
[Ed's not sure how it's possible, but right now he doesn't care because that's his little brother and he's not in a suit of armor and seeing him was way more important than the how and why.
As soon as Al starts to leave Ed is running after him, calling his name.]
Alphonse!