For: “Soulmarks on the wrist/arm that Ed lost”
“I’m sorry I can’t be more help, Alphonse.” Roy set another box on the to sell stacks by the door. It wasn’t as if he would be needing much up north. “And I’m sorry I’m not being a better host.”
“That’s okay, Sir,” the boy was quick to assure him. “I’m just glad I caught you before you had to leave.”
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