[Oh, he recognizes her, even through the odd sense of distance in his gaze; casual observers might think that he's reached a point that he isn't seeing anything at all, but that assumption is far from true.]
I see that you've returned.
[He knows he should likely be apologetic for what he almost did to her; if he were a decent person at all, he should be ashamed for what he'd done, or at least horrified by his own recklessness.
Should.
Should.
He knows.]
I'll have to ask that you not take what happened in Baschool so personally, Miss Rockbell.
[And yet...he isn't.]
I'm aware of what it looked like, but I had been tasked with the elimination of the fugitive at all costs.
[His voice is still shaking with a sort of manic energy; he doesn't seem able to keep still very well, though he's putting in an effort - the result is clenching and unclenching his fists over and over again at his sides.]
...oh my god, I love you. Best timing, Winry, best timing.
I see that you've returned.
[He knows he should likely be apologetic for what he almost did to her; if he were a decent person at all, he should be ashamed for what he'd done, or at least horrified by his own recklessness.
Should.
Should.
He knows.]
I'll have to ask that you not take what happened in Baschool so personally, Miss Rockbell.
[And yet...he isn't.]
I'm aware of what it looked like, but I had been tasked with the elimination of the fugitive at all costs.
[His voice is still shaking with a sort of manic energy; he doesn't seem able to keep still very well, though he's putting in an effort - the result is clenching and unclenching his fists over and over again at his sides.]
It really is good to see you again.