Watching the head knocked from the armor's form, letting the annoyance fade only slightly from his features, vindicated, he took the initial lurch to be the armor losing its balance without the soul connected to control it. This Greed wasn't entirely aware of how, exactly, the bloodseal worked. He put out a hand absently on Al's chest, to keep the husk from collapsing noisily and waking anybody up, expecting to be talking now to the dismembered head on the floor. "I---"
And then the voice was coming from the headless armor. Which was moving. "---Geh?! What... the..."
Greed pointed to Al. Greed pointed to Al's head. Greed pointed back to Al.
Finally understanding, he nodded, keeping his finger pointed at the actual base, where the other did indeed sit, however headless.
"That's right. That array's right there, which means..."
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Date: 2011-01-17 05:59 am (UTC)And then the voice was coming from the headless armor. Which was moving. "---Geh?! What... the..."
Greed pointed to Al. Greed pointed to Al's head. Greed pointed back to Al.
Finally understanding, he nodded, keeping his finger pointed at the actual base, where the other did indeed sit, however headless.
"That's right. That array's right there, which means..."