It's a few days after Ed was jumped by Envy on his trip out, and Ed figured he'd sat on things long enough. Waiting wasn't going to make this any less embarrassing or easy, and he'd been glared at enough by his brother already about it. Might as well bite the bullet and get the tongue lashing he was in for.

It's about mid-afternoon when Ed knocks on the office door, shuffling his feet self-consciously.