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We need to talk.

[Have a Winry, a little disheveled, her hair is windblown. She looks tired. The bare walls behind her might alert someone to her being in a hotel room, possibly not the best, either.]

Yes, sir, Mr. McDuck?

... Christ, lass. What happened to you?

Hmm? [She drags a hand through her hair, frowning when it gets caught in a tangle.] Oh. Hiding from the military. It's okay. I've got a roof over my head and something to eat later! [Better than what Ed has, she's pretty sure.]

What did you need to talk to me about, sir?

[He just harrumphs and glances away before he continues.]

I'm sorry about the other day.

But...

It's all right, Mr. McDuck. It was a virus. I understand that! But thank you for the apology.

It means a lot.

It wasn't just any old virus. Those things I said didn't come outta nowhere.

I know. I was with Ed during it. He was so bitter, and so sad. I knew he had a lot of anger he didn't let out, but I didn't know how much.

Everyone has stuff they keep inside they don't want anyone to see.

And you weren't affected, huh?

Mm, no. The last virus that affected me was the one where we were all drunk and sending each other messages.

Funny, I think I missed that one.

It wasn't too bad, as viruses go!

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