[Hohenheim had come into the library for an entirely unrelated matter, and at first he swept right through the area Alphonse was reading in. But he caught his son out of the corner of his eye and stopped, then slowly backpeddled towards him.
That's Alphonse alright. As well as his vintage armor. Well... Hohenheim realizes he should do some more of this fathering thing. So he shuffles on over to take a seat nearby, speaking pleasantly with a vague smile on his face.]
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That's Alphonse alright. As well as his vintage armor. Well... Hohenheim realizes he should do some more of this fathering thing. So he shuffles on over to take a seat nearby, speaking pleasantly with a vague smile on his face.]
What is it you're reading, Alphonse?