[Ed frowns. There's not much that makes sense in that vision, but it's enough to make Ed's curiosity surge slightly over his apprehension of letting this thing touch him. Not to mention there's something about the sound the thing is making, the shorter it gets. I? Eye?]
Al, let go. [He's fighting himself to make this decision, but the hand he'd reached out towards his brother pulls back towards himself. A shaky but slowly steadying breath passes Ed's lips.]
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Al, let go. [He's fighting himself to make this decision, but the hand he'd reached out towards his brother pulls back towards himself. A shaky but slowly steadying breath passes Ed's lips.]
I'll be fine. [He'll allow it, ceiling cat.]