[He looks up at Abel and then back to his shoulder. Figures he'd be able to tell. Ed nods and slowly, carefully, hesitantly peels off his gloves and unbuttons a couple of the top buttons on his shirt so Abel would be able to see.
Automail? Meet Abel. Abel? Meet automail. That shoulder is looking awfully irritated and is definitely raw and... yeah, that's definitely blood. He's not bleeding too much, but... it's likely enough to raise concern all things considered.]
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[He looks up at Abel and then back to his shoulder. Figures he'd be able to tell. Ed nods and slowly, carefully, hesitantly peels off his gloves and unbuttons a couple of the top buttons on his shirt so Abel would be able to see.
Automail? Meet Abel. Abel? Meet automail. That shoulder is looking awfully irritated and is definitely raw and... yeah, that's definitely blood. He's not bleeding too much, but... it's likely enough to raise concern all things considered.]