At Long LastAt last.
At long last.
Nearly two in the morning, and Gilbert had finally worked up the nerve to rap his knuckles twice on the wooden door, hoping to dear Gott that his bruder was still awake to welcome him home, after almost thirty years.
Gott, he had been lonely.
That dreaded houseor prison, rather had been cold.
And Ivan Russia wasn't the most gracious of hosts.
Quite the opposite, in fact.
The sound of a chain rattling reached his ears and the door opened slowly, revealing LudwigGermany, Gilbert thought bitterly, all of Germany now, his blond hair mussed and down in his eyes, lacking the usual gel that usually held it back.
"Bruder?" Ludwig asked slowly, as if unbelieving that Gilbert was really there.
"Hi, Luddy," Gilbert said softly, casting his gaze downward.
"It-it's really you," Ludwig stuttered, his eyes wide. Gilbert nodded, and Ludwig suddenly started forward. Gilbert flinched slightly at the sudden movement, his shoulders hunching, until
Jealousy You weren't a fool!
You were the most honest person here!
What is this, some contest to see who can be the nicest?
I'm gonna throw up!
You humans should just drop the pretense of keeping the moral high ground
and listen to your instincts!
Scar was trying to kill you, wasn't he?
And you, runt!
Scar killed the parents of your little girlfriend, right?
And the girl in East City, whose body was combined with that of a dog!!
Scar was also the one who killed her, wasn't he?!