Maes simply sat at the kitchen table, heaving a soft sigh. He didn't feel like going anywhere, really, and didn't Edward say to stay put? So here he was with his puppy chewing on his pant leg, whining for attention.
He arrived in a bit of a whoosh, wind swirling and cold and all that junk.
Damn, this really wasn't like Hughes, and Edward was worried. He was just so goshdarned depressed and down, Edward almost wondered if he would be up to suicide. But nah. That was stupid. This was Hughes. No matter how depressed, he didn't do such things. Right? He had to wait for Elysia to grow up a little, so that he could return and visit his family from time to time at least, or something.
Maes really didn't feel like getting up. This Edward would visit, and he would just have to leave again. That's what always happened. Part of him wondered if it would be just better to send him away. But that would mean Maes would have to put forth effort.
Hughes sounded so. Well, dead. Edward sat in front of the man hesitantly, just staring down at the black hair for a while, not quite knowing what to say just yet.
"... The hell is wrong?" he blurted, but quietly, as he sat forward, arms folded on the table. "You say it's nothing, but I can't believe you."
"I just started in like this after Edward left." Maes shrugged, turning his gaze over to the younger Edward. "So... Probably because he left. I don't know."
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Damn, this really wasn't like Hughes, and Edward was worried. He was just so goshdarned depressed and down, Edward almost wondered if he would be up to suicide. But nah. That was stupid. This was Hughes. No matter how depressed, he didn't do such things. Right? He had to wait for Elysia to grow up a little, so that he could return and visit his family from time to time at least, or something.
"... Hughes?"
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"Here."
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"... The hell is wrong?" he blurted, but quietly, as he sat forward, arms folded on the table. "You say it's nothing, but I can't believe you."
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