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[xerxesalchemist]

[Action for housemate] [Trisha, there's someone next to you. He's fast asleep, kind of sprawling everywhere in the bed, all bony knees and elbows, golden hair loose and fanned across the pillows.]

[Action for anyone]

[Van's gotten the basic rundown, even had the entire problem of timelines explained. Now, he's just exploring. He could probably be mistaken for Edward Elric at first glance, the same golden eyes and long gold-blond hair, but his build is different (thinner, for one thing), and he's kind of lost-looking (but not frantic, not obviously looking for anyone), and he's wearing basic Mayfield clothes but no shoes.

Maybe Ed and Al had a brother they never mentioned before.]

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[xerxesalchemist]

No. Where's that?

[He doesn't know many places, but neither of the names sound familiar.]

[handsforhealing]

[ Well, that rules out that theory... It's still nipping away at the back of her mind, but Winry tries to push it away. She must seem like such a weirdo right now. ]

It's in Amestrisis but... don't worry about it. I must've mistaken you for someone else. [ She offers her hand. ] I'm Winry Rockbell.

[xerxesalchemist]

[He stands and shakes her hand.]

Van Hohenheim.

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[handsforhealing]

It's nice to meet you, Van--

[handsforhealing]

[ Wait, Hohenheim? Isn't the name of... ]

Yes, all of these faces are probably being made ICly

[handsforhealing]

[ BUT THAT CAN'T BE---

Wait, holy shit, it can! Because Trisha is here from the past! But he looks so young!!! ]

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[handsforhealing]

A-ahhh.... ah... y-yeah, like I was saying, uh... Nice to meet you..!

[ What the heeeelll. ]

[xerxesalchemist]

... you know me too.

[handsforhealing]

Well, I'm not sure if "know" is the way to put it, uh... No, it's fine, don't worry about it. I've got to be mistaken.

You new here?

[xerxesalchemist]

You're not the only person who's met me before.

[And yes, he's new here.]

[handsforhealing]

I'm not, huh...?

Well... like I said. Might not even be the way to put it. I mean, I've never really met you. Just know about you... so, uh... let's just start fresh, okay, uh... Van?

[xerxesalchemist]

Right. Nice to meet you, Winry.

[handsforhealing]

Yeah, same. So, who have you met already? I guess I should give you a heads up on who else might know you...

[xerxesalchemist]

[Oh, he's met quite a few people already.

He rubs absently at a bruise on his cheek.]

I'm living with Trisha. I met Ed.

[handsforhealing]

[noticing that bruise now. Oh geez, Edward. ]

Have you put any ice on that bruise yet?

[xerxesalchemist]

... ice?

[He absolutely does not understand why ice is the first thing she thinks of, or where he's supposed to find any.]

[handsforhealing]

For the bruise! It'll keep it from swelling. Come on, this way, my house isn't far.

[ it feels weird to do so, but Winey offers a hand. ]

[xerxesalchemist]

[That's a little weird, and Van's hesitant to take her hand (it's not really right, holding a girl's hand when there isn't any sort of relation), but maybe it's just how things work where she's from.

And she didn't answer the question he was thinking of, so he'll just ask it.]

Isn't it too warm for ice?

[handsforhealing]

Hm? Well, not if we get it from the freezer..?


... Have you seen one before?

[xerxesalchemist]

... No. [He's never even heard of one.]

[handsforhealing]

Have you heard of a fridge? Or anything like that?

[xerxesalchemist]

[What's with that pitying look, Winry?]

... No. What the hell are you talking about?