[...Yes, he would seem different, wouldn't he? Again Archer looks troubled for a moment. The automail. Yes, of course he's different. It's not a realization he likes.]
[But Kimbley is quick to change the subject and Archer eagerly seizes on it.]
This is Prospero. It's a town in... "America" I believe. From what I've been told, we're in some sort of alternate world, though I have a hard time believing that. Amestris doesn't exist here, which rules out the possibility of going home.
[A brief pause. There's no sense in hiding anything from Kimbley.]
...Not that I would have anything to go back to.
[He shrugs. Not a big deal. It really isn't; Kimbley's here. Why would he want to go back?]
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[...Yes, he would seem different, wouldn't he? Again Archer looks troubled for a moment. The automail. Yes, of course he's different. It's not a realization he likes.]
[But Kimbley is quick to change the subject and Archer eagerly seizes on it.]
This is Prospero. It's a town in... "America" I believe. From what I've been told, we're in some sort of alternate world, though I have a hard time believing that. Amestris doesn't exist here, which rules out the possibility of going home.
[A brief pause. There's no sense in hiding anything from Kimbley.]
...Not that I would have anything to go back to.
[He shrugs. Not a big deal. It really isn't; Kimbley's here. Why would he want to go back?]