[Edward returns the glance in Hohenheim's direction, then shifts his gaze to focus on the house they'd been sharing since Hohenheim had convinced him to come back from the mountain. It had been awkward and more than a little difficult at times, but he can't deny that it's still nice to have a place to return to, even if it's only the man he's hated all this time waiting for him.
Still, it's... it's hard, when it's just the two of them. And he's thinking about more than just the lack of cooking skills. Maybe if it had been Al, it would've been better, but he can't help but letting his eyes drift towards the house across the road, where Winry and the Hughes family lived. Where he'd lived for most of his stay in Luceti. That's still more like a home to him than anywhere else.]
...It's hard, being the only one there.
[And after everything he'd learned on the Promised Day...
no subject
Still, it's... it's hard, when it's just the two of them. And he's thinking about more than just the lack of cooking skills. Maybe if it had been Al, it would've been better, but he can't help but letting his eyes drift towards the house across the road, where Winry and the Hughes family lived. Where he'd lived for most of his stay in Luceti. That's still more like a home to him than anywhere else.]
...It's hard, being the only one there.
[And after everything he'd learned on the Promised Day...
"I still have my friends."
...he just... doesn't want to be alone.]