#autojunkie

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ It's odd to see a human in town. A small town not too far off from the Comodeen. He's come out to fetch a few supplies and be back before sunset, but the figure of a girl that looks so out of place in a sea of the denizens of this world - tall animal ears, tails, hooves, and horns alike - someone without them seems so... striking in an odd way.

He's sure for a moment she's lost. Everything must be so confusing. He remembers when he fell into this world and he's seen the dazed look in so many sets of eyes in all the people he's helped here after he did. Wonderland knows no mercy to its inhabitants. How long had this girl - been here?

There's something about her eyes that reminds him Kain. Could she be another Amestrian lost to Wonderland's flow? So he's doing the best he can to work himself over to the wall the girl is standing next to. Grey hood raised up over his head as he lightly taps her on the shoulder and gives her the best smile he can muster even if it's hidden behind the mask over his face.

No explanation. Just a four foot tall little ginger child coming up to her in the shop in Rush Valley, placing an ornate little metal box down ( it's filled with sweet fruit candy ) on top if another box labeled 'tools' that he'd placed down just before, and gives her a cheerful little smile. He's not trying to interrupt her, but he thinks the gesture is nice anyway.

"And what makes you say that?"

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" ... mama. "

quiet ... no, solemn. he's solemn. his glow is almost ... muted.

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"No. It wasn't wrong."

Okay so they had been in a fight yet again of course they both didn't want Winry to worry. But they had yet again failed in that when they came back home, Ed with his arm in pieces and Al a little busted up too. At least this time he could walk, just an arm and some of his chest plate out of order right then.

So no she wasn't wrong that they had gotten themselves into trouble again. She wasn't wrong about that, he did feel really bad about it and having to make Winry work double time to get Ed's arm back to functional.

"..Sorry to make you worry. That's the wrong part."

Wrath had spent enough time living on his own on the island that he was used to surviving outside. It had become second nature to him, and he generally didn't put much thought into taking shelter under tree branches when it rained, but automail didn't hold up in the rain the way flesh did, especially without maintenance. After the Rockbells had fitted him with a new arm and leg, he'd wandered off on his own shortly after recovering from the surgery. He was back on his feet significantly faster than any human would be and didn't give anyone the opportunity to explain how to take care of it before disappearing into the forest without a word.

Unfortunately, that meant that he'd done nothing to maintain its integrity, and its constant exposure to the elements had taken its toll. Whereas when he'd received his new automail, it had been bright, flexible, and better balanced than the limbs he'd stolen had been, now both were dull, rusted, and scratched from life in the wilderness. Despite that, however, the high quality of the workmanship prevented either of them from falling apart completely, and they had held up admirably well beyond the slight problem that left him little choice but to slink back to the Rockbell house for help.