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[...One year already. The thought occurs to Edward rather suddenly, as he browses through the private journal he's kept on him since his arrival, cataloguing significant changes, arrivals and departures, important dates... height chart. (Shut up, he's allowed to be shallow about that.) It's easy to recognize the rises and falls of his moods- when people were kidnapped or sent back, when the home he'd lived in had experienced some sort of turmoil and he'd felt it via association. When he and Al had reached roadblocks and breakthroughs. When Mom had come.

There hadn't been any notes made when she and Al had left. He hadn't had the heart, and he'd never forget those dates anyway.

One year, though- one year, and he's made an astonishing amount of progress. He's gotten new automail, he's trained more, his alchemy is better than ever. He's learned some alkahestry. ...Sort of. He's sometimes even talked to his father like a human being instead of a bundle of hate and resentment all the time. And, more importantly, he's gone home and survived the Promised Day. He's achieved everything he'd set out to do after he and Al had failed to transmute their mother. And he's happy about it, obviously- ecstatic, overjoyed, victorious.

On the other hand... he's unsure. Because it raises a lot of questions about what the future will hold for him, what he wants to do with the rest of his life. And if he were to be completely honest about it, this is the first time in his life since he was five that he hasn't had a clear goal he wanted to accomplish.

That kind of freedom is almost terrifying.]

...Hey. If you couldn't do what you're doing right now - for a job, career, whatever - what would you want to do with your life instead?

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...Considering her personality, that's messed up.

[Seriously, who let a whimsical and temperamental teenage girl have the powers of a god?]

I get what you mean, though. I won't say anything either. Hell, even if I wanted to, I couldn't explain it...

Evidently.

... Luckily, it's pretty hard to convince people of it. But there you go.

[He pauses for a second.] So wait a second. If you're not actually from North High, where are you from, then?

[Another good point. He can't imagine going up to someone and saying "hey, Haruhi is god!" and getting anything more than a laugh out of it.]

Uh... I'm not from your world at all. My country's called Amestris, it's not on Earth.

Oh... That's where Rockbell-san is from, right?

Yeah- same town, actually. We grew up together.

['One or two things clicking into place here. "She thinks it's about Ed," she said.

Wheeew. Well, this got more awkward.']

I see. You guys are pretty close, then? Must make the whole thing even more problematic.

"Whole thing"? What's that? [Might have to spell it out for him, Kyon, he can be pretty dense when it comes to this stuff.]

.... What, seriously?

Haruhi. Rockbell. You. All of that.

[....

....

SPLUTTER.]

I-I have nothing to do with what goes on between those two, why would that be a problem!?

...

You don't?

Well, my bad, I guess. Does she know some other "Ed"?

Uh... I don't know. Not that I've heard.

[This is... really confusing.

And kind of alarming.]

...Did Haruhi tell you that they broke up because of me?

Well, not exactly, but it was my impression that it was at least a factor.

...Tch, it figures.

[He scowls, arms crossing. That better just be on Haruhi's end; he doesn't want to be taking the blame for something he didn't do.]

However it happened, it happened between them. I wasn't involved at all.

Well, you might be involved even if you weren't involved by your own will. That's the unfortunate effect of friendship and so on.

[Okay, he really hopes this guy is off the mark on this one.]

Ugh- look, I don't want to take the blame for something I had nothing to do with! And if she's spreading that around then she and I are gonna have words.

Who, Haruhi?

She's not the one who mentioned your name, to me, anyway.

[Okay, now he's really confused.]

She's... not?

Nope. It was Rockbell.

[He... honestly doesn't know how to respond to that. Why would Winry have said that...?]

...Kind of in passing. Talking about Haruhi. Anyway, it's none of my business, that's for sure.

...N... none of mine, either.

[It's the best reply he can manage with so much suddenly weighing on his mind. What did he have to do with any of this...?]

Well, by all means, then, let's keep talking about it. Stuff that isn't your business is the best stuff to talk about, after all.

[Well, it brings some fire back into Edward's attitude, that's for sure.]

You're the one who asked!

Yeah. Well, my fear is that this currently-not-our-business will be thrust upon us unexpectedly in the future.

I'd rather just deal with it then.

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