There was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it," I said to no one.
I closed the book I was reading and went into the foyer. To my surprise, it was Mustang at the door. I gave him a glare,"What you want?"
"I've come to speak with Alphonse," he stepped in past me,"Is he here?"
"No, he's out with Winry," I said boredly.
He frowned and took off his coat hanging it on a hook nearby.
My interest was spiked,"...what is this about?" I knew Mustang and my brother had become good friends while I was in Germany.
"It's not important."
I closed the door,"Then why are you here?"
"It was on my way."
I lead him into the livingroom. If it had been a fews ago I would have kicked him out, instead of letting him wait. He sat down on the couch and stared at me, making an awkward moment of silence inevitable.
I cleared my throat, "Tea?"
He shook his head.
I walked over to him and sat down.
"You changed..." he said, suddenly.
I chuckled, leaning against the