The cold makes Wrath's fingers not nearly so nimble as they are under normal circumstances, but with the addition of Skull's weight pulling on the coat, the last couple of buttons pop right off and with one more lunge, THE BOY IS FREE!
The coat comes down on the Pokemon and Wrath staggers forward a few steps in his turtleneck (Lust had not allowed him out of the hotel without layers), but-- partly due to the heat pads that Callie had so graciously helped him with earlier-- the sleeves aren't quite down to his wrists, and the resulting flash of metal on his right arm immediately draws the eye to something that may answer one of Ed's questions, but give rise to many more...
Because this boy doesn't just have automail.
He has Ed's automail.
The specific automail that Winry Rockbell made for Edward Elric.
That's what's attached to this boy's body in lieu of a normal, flesh-and-blood limb.
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The coat comes down on the Pokemon and Wrath staggers forward a few steps in his turtleneck (Lust had not allowed him out of the hotel without layers), but-- partly due to the heat pads that Callie had so graciously helped him with earlier-- the sleeves aren't quite down to his wrists, and the resulting flash of metal on his right arm immediately draws the eye to something that may answer one of Ed's questions, but give rise to many more...
Because this boy doesn't just have automail.
He has Ed's automail.
The specific automail that Winry Rockbell made for Edward Elric.
That's what's attached to this boy's body in lieu of a normal, flesh-and-blood limb.
Where did he get that.