[While it's not the worst news he could hear, it's not the best either, and Ed nods with a grim frown. Of course there would be no way to know, not with some knowledge of how the transfer between worlds was accomplished here, but it's still disappointing. There was so little to go on, to figure out the mysteries of this place.]
[His eye is caught by the flicking of claws, the sparks that light and drift to the floor on invisible currents of air. The glow on the back of Greed's hand is both alien and entirely familiar, and Ed is honestly surprised how much confort he takes in it. After being alone for so long in a strange world, one that thought his past was nothing more than an overactive imagination at best and insanity at worse, it was reassuring to speak with someone that acknowledged his memories as real. Sure, the source wasn't ideal, but he wasn't about to shove his head into that horse's mouth.]
Yeah, that's him. You and yours leapt onto me and Al pretty quick once we were in Dublith. The military returned the favor, unfortunately, but I wasn't directly involved in any of that. [Honestly, Ed had started to become very disillusioned with his government at that point. The list of people we was willing to trust had dwindled very quickly to barely enough to fit on two hands, and he hadn't exactly had many close friends in the first place.]
[With Greed's second response, he nearly chokes taking a sip of his scotch. There's a few seconds of coughing and sputtering before he actually finds his voice again.] The power of--he wanted to control the Gate?! [That was--insane! Ludicrous! The thing was a force of nature, it would have laughed off anyone dumb enough to try a stunt like that! And 'five sacrifices'--there's obviously more to this plan, but it's still crazy! Even five Stones wouldn't be enough to buy that sort of power from the thing!] What the hell was he on that he thought he could pull that off?
Not int he long run, I suppose-- [Edward goes still at the sound of the faint chime, watching Greed's tail coil around his shoulders with a combined sense of concern and fascination. He's not quite sure what to make of the gesture but it sends a faint shiver down his back regardless, a feeling he can't quite place squeezing his chest before the black-and-silver whip drifts back down to the floor.]
[Ed swallows and shakes his head to clear the odd thoughts before he replies to the rest.] So you were created to be entirely yourselves... [It explained the differences, certainly, though it made the resemblance more confusing. It wasn't perfect--he remembered the Greed of his world being taller, for one--but still enough to make him wonder what link there was to leave the similarities there were.] Twice? So when you die for good there's still something to--to be salvaged? [He hates having to put it that way, but there isn't really a kind way to put it when you get right down to it.]
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[His eye is caught by the flicking of claws, the sparks that light and drift to the floor on invisible currents of air. The glow on the back of Greed's hand is both alien and entirely familiar, and Ed is honestly surprised how much confort he takes in it. After being alone for so long in a strange world, one that thought his past was nothing more than an overactive imagination at best and insanity at worse, it was reassuring to speak with someone that acknowledged his memories as real. Sure, the source wasn't ideal, but he wasn't about to shove his head into that horse's mouth.]
Yeah, that's him. You and yours leapt onto me and Al pretty quick once we were in Dublith. The military returned the favor, unfortunately, but I wasn't directly involved in any of that. [Honestly, Ed had started to become very disillusioned with his government at that point. The list of people we was willing to trust had dwindled very quickly to barely enough to fit on two hands, and he hadn't exactly had many close friends in the first place.]
[With Greed's second response, he nearly chokes taking a sip of his scotch. There's a few seconds of coughing and sputtering before he actually finds his voice again.] The power of--he wanted to control the Gate?! [That was--insane! Ludicrous! The thing was a force of nature, it would have laughed off anyone dumb enough to try a stunt like that! And 'five sacrifices'--there's obviously more to this plan, but it's still crazy! Even five Stones wouldn't be enough to buy that sort of power from the thing!] What the hell was he on that he thought he could pull that off?
Not int he long run, I suppose-- [Edward goes still at the sound of the faint chime, watching Greed's tail coil around his shoulders with a combined sense of concern and fascination. He's not quite sure what to make of the gesture but it sends a faint shiver down his back regardless, a feeling he can't quite place squeezing his chest before the black-and-silver whip drifts back down to the floor.]
[Ed swallows and shakes his head to clear the odd thoughts before he replies to the rest.] So you were created to be entirely yourselves... [It explained the differences, certainly, though it made the resemblance more confusing. It wasn't perfect--he remembered the Greed of his world being taller, for one--but still enough to make him wonder what link there was to leave the similarities there were.] Twice? So when you die for good there's still something to--to be salvaged? [He hates having to put it that way, but there isn't really a kind way to put it when you get right down to it.]