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[He still hadn't awoken. Winry wouldn't let it show but it was terrifying her. She felt like she was going to lose her mind with all the stress and emotions running through her. Guilt from betraying Greed. Frustrations and impatience from all the questions her Captain and crew were bombarding her with. And so, so many other things.]

[She let out a frustrated sound as she opened the door to her room, bowl of water and towelette in hand. It's still as messy as ever except for the bed which has been cleared and where she has rested Ling. She walked over to him carefully, picking her way over papers, books, inventions and different stones. She'll sit down on the bed, wring out the towelette and put it on his forehead before resting her head in her hands, letting out a despairing sigh]