Eckart lead him back along the corridor several paces, much faster than Dr. Kessler had. Alfons kept up gamely, though he could feel himself starting to wheeze. His lungs were like a pair of billows in his chest, fanning the flames that were searing him with each additional inflation.
“I’ve heard a lot about you,” the director said in a
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I really think it's interesting how Alfons is drawing upon Edward for inspiration, it's a little new, I think. I have seen other fics where it happens, but usually only in terms of thinking in Ed's shoes, but in this one, Alfons is sort of using Ed as an anchor.
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and Alfons doing alchemy! ....I'm still dying to know where Ed is, though.
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