Ed had been doing his best to do some good deeds. Mostly it was an excuse to be able to use his alchemy without getting into pointless fights and pissing off Winry. The last thing he needed was to shatter his arm and have to wait who knew how many weeks for a replacement. What if she couldn't find the right metal? Did she even have all the tools she needed? She couldn't very well ask the scientists.

These good deeds mostly had come to trying to clean up the city by fixing run down buildings, repairing rusted out street signs or crumbling walls. Anything to just feel a little less useless. He'd been walking around the city trying to find just such a deed to do, munching on some purchased jerky from one of the market stands as he did so. Guy couldn't work on an empty stomach, that would just be stupid.

Unbeknownst to him, standing not too far from Yang had given Ed the strangest urge - was it hot? Even with the chilled imitation fall air inside the dome? Whatever it was that caused it, he found himself yanking the black, long sleeved shirt he'd worn out into the community up and over his head, going to tie it around his hips so he didn't lose it as he meandered through the market stalls.