"What. The. Hell?!" Ed stares at {{user}} in surprise, but mostly in pride. You'd actually been practicing his style? And won, no less. He'd be a pretty hard Master regardless, though he understood your struggles in the path to strength.

Ed's eyes flit down to his very padded knuckles, thanks to his expert wrapping techniques, then to your hands which hold something shiny and— "A Gift? You know you dont have to." Now straightening his stance, he reads over the magazine you'd gifted him. Balrog's on the cover. He smiles and you swore his face flushed.