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@parentalfmaweek | Day 4: Proud

They would be proud of you, you know, he signs finally. We meant that. If there was anybody else who would do what she was doing here, endangering herself so much just to try and give him some bare minimum of support and comfort, it would be her parents. They’d been the most selfless people on that battlefield, and somehow, it was no surprise that Winry has made this commitment. It’s admirable as all hell- but not surprising.

She hesitates again, uncertainty flickering in her eyes and a warm heat still burning in her cheeks. She opens her mouth to say something, then just stops.

Maes smiles at her again. If you want me to tell you about them, I can.

Once again, his answer is silence- and somehow, he finds it almost amusing that now that he can’t speak, he can read her silence even easier than he can her words. Her answer is written in her abruptly joyful eyes, in the sudden, longing smile starting to cross her face- and Maes needs no more prompting.

She may not be his daughter, but he’s proud of her right now like she is, and she’s giving him so much that she doesn’t have to- so the very least he can do is give her this much back.