"Didn't peg you for the cotton candy type." She had said she preferred savory, and he hadn't forgotten that. He obviously isn't aware of her past associations with it, but he's watching her carefully as if awaiting an explanation.
Just the fact that this sort of thing was something Ed was more comfortable with made it easier for him to let loose a little, nothing dangerous going on, nothing embarrassing or awkward to struggle with. As long as no one tried to get him to swim on those beaches, this was a perfectly enjoyable time for him. The calming effect of the festival alone was different from the fireworks though, if anything he seemed even happier now than he did keeping himself busy on the beach. Anyone particularly close to them would probably also notice that he appeared more at ease around his brother - where before despite their closeness, there had always been an edge of wariness there.
He fell silent as she spoke of the festival and home, there weren't a lot of extremely happy memories he had from back home, but he could recognize that sense of nostalgia. She didn't seem to be mourning her home though, more that she was appreciating the small sense of home she got to experience through this event.
"Honestly," His voice is soft when he answers, watching her as if expecting that she wasn't going to appreciate this answer. "Helping people. There was a lot of clean up and repairs to do... and some people trying to cook who clearly couldn't-" At that point he hid a grin, remembering the burnt food on the grill until he intervened.
"I like helping people, that's what alchemists are supposed to do."
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Just the fact that this sort of thing was something Ed was more comfortable with made it easier for him to let loose a little, nothing dangerous going on, nothing embarrassing or awkward to struggle with. As long as no one tried to get him to swim on those beaches, this was a perfectly enjoyable time for him. The calming effect of the festival alone was different from the fireworks though, if anything he seemed even happier now than he did keeping himself busy on the beach. Anyone particularly close to them would probably also notice that he appeared more at ease around his brother - where before despite their closeness, there had always been an edge of wariness there.
He fell silent as she spoke of the festival and home, there weren't a lot of extremely happy memories he had from back home, but he could recognize that sense of nostalgia. She didn't seem to be mourning her home though, more that she was appreciating the small sense of home she got to experience through this event.
"Honestly," His voice is soft when he answers, watching her as if expecting that she wasn't going to appreciate this answer. "Helping people. There was a lot of clean up and repairs to do... and some people trying to cook who clearly couldn't-" At that point he hid a grin, remembering the burnt food on the grill until he intervened.
"I like helping people, that's what alchemists are supposed to do."