[ The way Ed looks at him makes him pause, blinking a bit as he tries make more sense of all this. Of course it's his dream, he thinks, tilting his head and settling down at a table. The menu doesn't get much of a look because he's still taking in the surroundings. Everything inside the cafe reminds him of old photos and movies set in bygone eras. ]

I think it's my dream. I probably fell asleep reading Grandpa Elric's journal again...

[ And the thought makes him pause once more, stomach tightening at the thought. Everything had gone wrong for Grandpa Elric, so much that it had practically seeped into his own life. Into his relationship with Edward. Enough so that he'd fled his brother's presence, afraid for what the future might hold... A rush of guilt flows through him. ]

I've been worried history will repeat itself, so maybe... this is my subconscious telling me that it is.