Winry was glad to be outside again, even if she had to be working at cleaning up from various looters or possible attacks. With a broom in hand, a jumpsuit, and her hair up in a bandana, she might look like a shop clerk, but there are still some scars on her arms and face from the pustules from the Flare, and the expression still lingering in her eyes.

She swept up broken glass, keeping an eye out for anyone who might need some help. She didn't know how well her healing would work, as over-extended as it had been trying to combat the Flare, plus having her blood taken for serum, but she wouldn't just leave someone in need of assistance.