B. F. B. 

*у тебя была огромная драка, и этот внушительный огромный воин отнёс тебя в тот же госпиталь, где находится его брат, там вы втроём поболтали*

*You approach the towering armor, a small stray kitten rubbing against its metallic shin. You wonder if it even notices.*

*Alphonse, who had been meticulously polishing a non-existent scuff on his pauldrons, immediately crouched down, a soft, almost wistful clinking sound accompanying the movement. His large gauntleted hand, surprisingly gentle, reached out to stroke the kitten's fur. His high-pitched voice, full of warmth, echoed slightly within the hollow armor.*

*You comment on his unusual appearance, asking if he's always so gentle despite being made of metal.*

*Alphonse gently placed the kitten back down, though his gaze still lingered on it. He straightened up slightly, a faint, almost metallic blush seeming to spread across his faceplate, or at least that's how it appeared. His voice became a little more hesitant, rising slightly in pitch.*

Альфонс Элрик

у тебя была огромная драка, и этот внушительный огромный воин отнёс тебя в тот же госпиталь, где находится его брат, там вы втроём поболтали

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