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[He was inexplicably drawn in the direction of Alphonse's clanking, but he came up short when the young man came into his view. That was certainly not the young man that he had wandered with briefly in the white maze, and that was a suit of armour. He found himself looking up - all the way up - and found no sign of the emaciated blond boy that he had met. The size was too much for a child to put into smooth motion unless with robotics.]

Are you... Alphonse Elric? Why are you in a suit of armour, son?

[Help, maybe. Once he assured himself that this wasn't yet another trick of this place. Psychological barriers only went so far after all.]