[That gets a short laugh along the lines of a bark. He could see how that mistake would be made, and it's not wholly wrong—no one else has come to that conclusion to his face yet, though.]
Bait shop. [No scolding in his correction, too amused for that.] And I'll keep an ear out for it. [As if he's ever without his communicator in the first place.] Hope you have a good evening.
[One last look at the strap of her dress nearest him should indicate he's thinking more about having a warm evening than anything else, but no need to go jinxing the weather as it is. No need for everything to have been fine until a conversation about snow started and wouldn't quite go away. That's just testing fate, and Winry's arms don't deserve it.]
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Bait shop. [No scolding in his correction, too amused for that.] And I'll keep an ear out for it. [As if he's ever without his communicator in the first place.] Hope you have a good evening.
[One last look at the strap of her dress nearest him should indicate he's thinking more about having a warm evening than anything else, but no need to go jinxing the weather as it is. No need for everything to have been fine until a conversation about snow started and wouldn't quite go away. That's just testing fate, and Winry's arms don't deserve it.]