Dante took the seat next to the bed, and handed a mug of tea to Trisha.
I didn't understand that, didn't comprehend why being clean for going into the earth was a good thing until much later...
Trisha looked up in surprise to see her guest in the open doorway, barely casting a shadow in the sunlight that streamed in around her.
And if she listened carefully enough, she could hear Edward reading in a low voice to a gurgling Alphonse.
They were good boys, and smart, and she trusted them to stay mostly out of trouble. Mostly.