[Dammit, he forgot about that. With her attaching to his arm (What's she doing, she's not mine, we're not like that. We're not-) he can't go any further (-What am I saying, I'm past her, I'm in love with Winry now.) and as such he just stops. He hangs his head, gritting his teeth. (Why am I even thinking like this?)
He should make an excuse. He should dismiss it or- It's funny. He doesn't even have his wings. His bright gold wings he's gotten so used to in his time in Luceti. His back still feel weird, and he keeps trying to use muscles which are no longer there reflexively. And yet it's the thing he often forgot about in Luceti which is standing out here]
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He should make an excuse. He should dismiss it or- It's funny. He doesn't even have his wings. His bright gold wings he's gotten so used to in his time in Luceti. His back still feel weird, and he keeps trying to use muscles which are no longer there reflexively. And yet it's the thing he often forgot about in Luceti which is standing out here]
It's nothing. It's nothing.