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[It has been a week. It has been a week since Winry became single. Since she went home from a date with a ripped dress, soaked and cold. She hasn't really said too much about it. The blond honestly wanted to talk about it, but hadn't felt... she hadn't felt ready. But now... now she's willing to talk. Maybe to a select few people, but she's ready. Maybe that will make her feel better. She's kind of annoyed and disheartened she hasn't seen Haruhi that much during the week, but she'll let that girl have space if that's what she really wants. Instead she goes about her days pretending everything is okay and normal. Places she can be found is the Smithy, her house, and on some days the lake. Any path between the three is included. And on the twenty second, the full one week marker, she sends a message out to the village.]

Hey, everyone. Are there any drinks at Good Spirits you would recommend?

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And have you ever made a decision that hurt someone, but you felt it was the best choice for the future?

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[This may be a bit sudden, but she hugs him. She holds Ed tight, and doesn't want to let go. At least not yet. She's already cried enough, so she won't do it now, but she needs something to squeeze for a moment. For now she just needs a little support.]

[He's surprised at first, but he doesn't let it last; this is what she needs, and shyness or embarrassment should always come second to that. It's serious, and she's upset. And if he can't give her the right words of advice or even support, he can at least give her this.

Hesitantly he lifts his arms to hold her back, and he won't be letting go until she pulls back first. Just this once.]

[Winry takes a deep breath. She inhales his scent, and her hands clutch the fabric of the back of his shirt. She wants this to last forever- but she can't let it. The blond releases her hold on him, and takes a step back. Looking up at him she tries a smile.]

Thanks. I need that.

[He's recognizing that, actually; even now, she looks... strained. And he still feels helpless, way more than he'd like.]

If you need anything, or... [...ugh, words.] Just tell me. I'll be there.

[It still isn't much, but if Haruhi isn't talking to her, then he wants to be sure she has someone to turn to. He's not gallivanting around the country now, so he can damn well make time for a friend. No, for his best friend.]

I know. You've done plenty.

[Well, he doesn't think so, but it's hard to argue with her in a place like this. So after a moment he shrugs his shoulders a little, glancing towards the door.]

You want to head back?

I'll be meeting Buffy here, but if you want to go you can.

I don't want to just up and bail if you're still...

[Still what? Even he's not sure. She's not sulking or anything.

Ditching her just seems tacky, though.]

No, really. It's fine.

[...Mrrrgh. Well, she seems pretty sure about it.]

Mm. ...Yeah, okay. But remember what I said.

[She can always call on him- hopefully she knows that. He turns away, lifting a hand over his shoulder to wave. Goodbyes are always pretty awkward for him, so. Best keep it simple.]

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