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