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[al_truism]

[Al pushes at his arm, lightly.]

Don't you go getting smug.

[thelightbringer]

[He pushes him back, all mischief now.]

I'm not. Things have been...good. Here's a little secret: I'm not really used to it. And he keeps doing things that don't ruin it. It's kind of a new thing.

[al_truism]

Good for you.

[He means it.]

[thelightbringer]

You've been adapting to things.

[That's a way of asking how Al is adjusting, without making it sound like they're friends. Because they aren't. He'd meant everything he'd said a few weeks ago, even if he wishes he hadn't said them all. He hadn't been himself.]

[al_truism]

Slowly.

I went and chopped down trees and pulled up the trunks with Xerxes a few days ago. It helped work off some of the destructive mood.

[thelightbringer]

Anger. It's so productive. Even more than acceptance is.

[al_truism]

Oddly, that's exactly what he said.

[thelightbringer]

Sounds like him.

[Winking at Al.]

You know, he and I are a lot more alike than you'd think.

[al_truism]

[Which is terrifying, considering how much Al loves Break.]

But you took such opposite paths.

[thelightbringer]

[It explains why Lucifer seems to be so attached to Break, too, doesn't it?]

Did we? You know what he did for his family.

[al_truism]

He did. And it backfired on him. Terribly.

[thelightbringer]

Yeah, well, it wasn't really my goal to end up in Hell, either.

[Hell wasn't the worst of it. Losing his family--like Break had--was.]

[al_truism]

He took something different from it, than what you did.

[thelightbringer]

His beloved Father didn't design it specifically for him. It's the little details, don't you think?

[al_truism]

Your dad doesn't sound as nice as people make him out to be.

[thelightbringer]

People seem to forget that He'd turn them into salt, or murder their firstborns, or feed them to each other if He wanted. He was never nice. People just wish He was.

[al_truism]

... yeah.

[thelightbringer]

Anyway, if you want to talk about Him, Yuca's a better source. [No less bitter, just more human.]

Did you get any visitors? The event?

[al_truism]

I have talked to Yuca about Him. A lot.

... ah. Yes. My parents, Winry, the Colonel, my teacher, and Maes.

[thelightbringer]

Your dad. How awkward is that?

[al_truism]

I don't... really know how to feel about it. I'm happy that he's here for my Mom, but I don't expect anything to come of it.

[thelightbringer]

Mm. Well it's not like you need him anymore. You've taken care of yourself longer than either of your parents.

[if indeed Al had ever needed a father.]

[al_truism]

... that doesn't mean I never wanted a dad.

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer's expression is soft--for a moment it's as gentle, as understanding, as he had been before he left.]

No. No, there's a difference between what we need and what we want.

[al_truism]

[Damn it, Lucifer. Moments like this are when Al has to work not to like him.]

Even if I grew up okay, I wonder how it might have been, I guess.