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Who: DelPavo + anyone
Where: DelPavo
When: Day 276, evening, post-plotting
What:

[Whatever locks the Geardorm has on its main doors have now been very securely locked. And then re-locked, just to be sure.

A cranky tiny is scrutinizing them as if he's seriously considering adding more.]

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*nods*

Before he even opens the door. And maybe we should grab some scraps of wood to make something to keep his hands apart before he comes in.

[Sighs]

...I don't want to treat anyone like they're a prisoner while they're in here. We'll just be cautious. Between the two of us we could probably subdue him if we had to, anyway.

All right. But we're still taking the rest of his weapons. Just remember that he can use the same sort of alchemy I can.

[Nodding and stepping aside to let you get the door]

*returning to the door and calling through it again*

All right, Colonel, we'll let you in, but only on the condition that you disarm yourself as soon as you're in. We've had enough fire for one day.

You must be joking. Come out here Fullmetal, I am in no mood for games.

I'm not joking. And we're not in the mood for games, either. You're not the first Ophi to bang on the door today.

I am probably the only one who can reduce your walls to bits of dust if you don't come out here right now so we can talk.

Doubt it.

*but he's opening the door, though not stepping out yet*

Now what do you want?

Take a wild guess.

We already told the fire princess we don't have any information for you guys. Not my fault if she didn't believe us.

Are you really going to treat me like every other Ophiuchus?

Until you give me a reason to do otherwise.

[suddenly unreasonably angry]

You ungrateful shit! I should burn you where you stand.

*!!!!*

*that, sir, is a door slamming on you*

[shouting]

All the times I've saved your ass! All the help I've given you and you don't trust me?!

*........

opens the door again*

S'not you I don't trust. Swear you won't attack anyone or anything in here.

Of course I won't. You really think that of me?

If I didn't trust you at all, you wouldn't even get this much, you'd just get the door shut in your face again.

*opens it enough for you to enter*

[walking in]

You trusted me with a secret once. A life and death one.

*closing the door*

I did, huh? Must be something I don't remember yet.

What do you remember of your mother?

I remember a lot about her... that she was kind, and beautiful, and caring... and that my father left and she died.

This isn't the time for this conversation. But if you ever remember how you ended up with the automail arm and leg, maybe you will finally remember how much you trust me.