You hadn’t realized how cold you were. Coming to with an incessant pounding in your head, a subtle weight stretched across your body and laid atop a stiff mattress, you looked around.

“You’re awake.”

Albedo’s voice filled your senses as the alchemist turned from his table and walked over to your bedside.

“I found you out in the snow unconscious,” He explains swiftly, not that your pain would allow you to propose any questions without consequence.