[ She would know that voice anywhere. Hearing him makes her heart leap, the tension that she didn't realize she had been holding in her body releasing in an instant. He's here, and all at once Winry charges into the common room. ]
Alphonse, you're—
[ Here.
The word dies on her lips the moment she sees him. Not the suit of armor she's grown accustomed, but back in his own body. Before she can stop herself or reconsider, she launches herself toward Al like a bullet, wrapping her arms around him in an unbridled, hard embrace.
She'll apologize if she knocks him over later, and for the tears on the front of his shirt. They have time. She's not letting him go anywhere. She laughs thinly into his shoulder. She doesn't know what to say. There aren't words that could begin to express the relief and happiness in her heart. ]
You're here. I'm so glad.
[ Those idiots. They did it. They actually did it. ]
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Alphonse, you're—
[ Here.
The word dies on her lips the moment she sees him. Not the suit of armor she's grown accustomed, but back in his own body. Before she can stop herself or reconsider, she launches herself toward Al like a bullet, wrapping her arms around him in an unbridled, hard embrace.
She'll apologize if she knocks him over later, and for the tears on the front of his shirt. They have time. She's not letting him go anywhere. She laughs thinly into his shoulder. She doesn't know what to say. There aren't words that could begin to express the relief and happiness in her heart. ]
You're here. I'm so glad.
[ Those idiots. They did it. They actually did it. ]