One Exchange

[gentle_alchemy]

::Curled up on Ed's bed, Alphonse was lying there. A lot had happened on that day, so he was exhausted. Every so often, he would open his eyes to look around, but was beginning to doze off.::

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[prodigal_hands]

...Hey Al, you doing alright so far?

[gentle_alchemy]

::Peers at him with one eye::

Yeah. How about you, Brother?

[prodigal_hands]

I'm fine.

You really tuckered yourself out, huh?

[gentle_alchemy]

I guess so...

A lot's happened.