[Ed steps into the cafe after Al, dusting the snow out of his hair before glancing at the menu curiously.] You want something hot?

[Something to take the chill out. Something the poor kid can spit all over the place when Ed tells him what the reality of his current situation is.

Then he realizes the Al said something, golden eyes turn to him - fraction of the way to actually looking at him when the words register and he stiffens, golden eyes going wide.

After a moment, Ed catches his breath to speak again. Barely.

That uniform does look very familiar.]

Are you... sure it's not my dream-?