It was merely a battle of wills. He would win.
Envy had to admit, Edward Elric's body was convenient for maneuvering around the people in a crowd.
Gone was the helpless, kicked-puppy look from those purple eyes.
Lust was getting a migraine. It had started with an aura, a little blind spot that had popped into her vision the minute Envy sidled up to her and said family meeting.
What things Envy learns of his master's nature, of his future and his past alike, are those things which he has divined on his own, and nothing more.
The feeling came more naturally than anything he'd known.