[Envy huffs and crosses his arms, still annoyed, but he's honestly too worn out and worn down to get into a big argument with Alphonse right now.]

Yeah, well. I did.

I don't think our ma--[He stumbles at the word, scowl deepening and his fingers clenching on his arms before he continues]--Dante was too happy about that at first, but we could work together well enough so there wasn't much she could really complain about.

[He looks back at the ghost himself, and there's something almost sad about his expression.]

And we thought alike, more than most of the others.