[Have a Winry, a little disheveled, her hair is windblown. She looks tired. The bare walls behind her might alert someone to her being in a hotel room, possibly not the best, either.]
Hmm? [She drags a hand through her hair, frowning when it gets caught in a tangle.] Oh. Hiding from the military. It's okay. I've got a roof over my head and something to eat later! [Better than what Ed has, she's pretty sure.]
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Yes, sir, Mr. McDuck?
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What did you need to talk to me about, sir?
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I'm sorry about the other day.
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