May 23, 2006 23:15
It was late morning, and Riza had been awake and about for several hours. She'd not approached Edward yet -- he said he would explain everything later, and it had seemed he was angry (not that she could blame him, honestly) for catching her talking to one of the Mustangs.
She'd gone out briefly, and was back again, putting some foodstuffs away in the kitchen.