I was a scrawny kid once, you know. Haven't you met Cain?

[twins, and all that.

he's shoving lightly at his face to get him to sit still and recline in the chair. just let papa Abel fix you up okay. the least he can do is stop the bleeding and prevent infection... and resist the urge to investigate the interesting mechanism you're sporting.]

...I think this needs some adjustments. It was probably inserted suddenly, right? If Winry knows something about this, I would see her sooner than later, Edward.