[Action]

[installing]

[Wow there are a lot of new people running around. Some how this feels... wrong and familiar at the same time. Winry's not really sure she wants to get into the large crowd, so she'll watch from the door of the smithy. She's in her normal work outfit, but because of the weather she has it zipped up. If anyone wants to bother her - or come out of the cold because the smithy is generally much warmer than outside - go right ahead.

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Done

[installing]

[NONE OF THIS COMPUTES. System has crashed and now must reboot. BRB.]

[defiantjoyce]

[ joyce tilts her head -- bottom lip jutting. solemn and concerned. ]

A-auntie Win? Y'okay?

[installing]

Why... are you so old... [If Jack and Buffy had a kid she wouldn't be this old. She can't wrap her brain around this.]

[defiantjoyce]

'Cause I'm a big girl. Duh.

[installing]

If you're really- you should be a baby.

[defiantjoyce]

Win. Keep up! I haven't been a baby in a long time.

Maybe you need to sit down. Drink some water.

[installing]

How old are you? [She rubs her temples. This is insane!]

[defiantjoyce]

[ she holds up seven fingers. ]

This old. Almost -- [ she props up an eighth ] -- almost this old.

[installing]

[WHAT.]

I'm not even sure Jack's been in Luceti half that long!

[defiantjoyce]

What're you talking about? We've all been here for aaages.

[installing]

Joyce, even I haven't been here half that long.

[defiantjoyce]

Jumpin' Jehoshaphat! You really do need to sit down and take a breather.

[installing]

Excuse me?! I know how long I've been here! It's only been a couple of years!

[defiantjoyce]

You must be under a Shift, Win.

[ SO SERIOUS. ]

[installing]

How old do you think I am? I think you're the shifted one.

[Winry you're arguing with an (almost) eight year old. How is this productive.]

[defiantjoyce]

You're...old.

That's all.

[installing]

Do I look old to you? [Though granted by her standards she's starting to feel old because she's of marrying age.]

[defiantjoyce]

You definitely look older than me.

[ oh. she inherited double the cheekiness, really. ]

[installing]

That's not what I was asking.

[defiantjoyce]

It's still true!

[installing]

You're almost as bad as your dad. [But in all honesty future Winry would probably get along with Joyce a little better, sob.]

[defiantjoyce]

[ oh. winry.

that's practically a compliment. ]

Thank you. How kind of you to say so.

[installing]

[Figures she would be proud. SIGH.]

[defiantjoyce]

[ WHY SO MUCH SIGHING? ]

Alright, alright! Show me your bestest sword.

[installing]

Only if you ask politely, Joyce.