[Scar won't say anything else. He wants to know more, but in spite of the dizzying bomb that's just been dropped on him, he has enough tact to not demand further answers from a child who clearly thinks he's going to be beaten for letting this slip.
There's a reason Lust and Gluttony just happened to show up in the city. There's a reason a young Amestrian woman showed up and suddenly started caring for the people of Lior. There's a reason the military invaded counter to their supposed orders. Why Lyra was always with him...
What of the tunnel? Edward clearly got away, and that left her with Rose. What happened to Rose? What happened to the other citizens? Scar suddenly felt sick.
Al must have known. How could he not, at this point? But he could have assumed anything, there were plenty of excuses for his never so much as mentioning it.
For Lust, there was nothing. She knew the entire time. She would have known in Lior. She would know here. There was no excuse. No reason for her to keep the truth from him. He suddenly feels sick, heavy. Like acid is spidering from the center of his chest out to his limbs. It's awful, miserable, and recently unfamiliar. What else is she lying about? This is what he gets for ever trusting her in the first place.
Eventually, Scar remembers to click off his gear.]
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There's a reason Lust and Gluttony just happened to show up in the city. There's a reason a young Amestrian woman showed up and suddenly started caring for the people of Lior. There's a reason the military invaded counter to their supposed orders. Why Lyra was always with him...
What of the tunnel? Edward clearly got away, and that left her with Rose. What happened to Rose? What happened to the other citizens? Scar suddenly felt sick.
Al must have known. How could he not, at this point? But he could have assumed anything, there were plenty of excuses for his never so much as mentioning it.
For Lust, there was nothing. She knew the entire time. She would have known in Lior. She would know here. There was no excuse. No reason for her to keep the truth from him. He suddenly feels sick, heavy. Like acid is spidering from the center of his chest out to his limbs. It's awful, miserable, and recently unfamiliar. What else is she lying about? This is what he gets for ever trusting her in the first place.
Eventually, Scar remembers to click off his gear.]