"Yeah, he did, but it happened when we were so little, I don't remember how. Granny made the leg for him."
He watches, fascinated as she works methodically to get it right. It reminds him so much of Al's determined concentration on alchemy when they were both small. A warm ache settles in his chest and for a moment, he misses home so badly he can almost hear the hollow echo of his brother's voice. He finds a smile and touches her hair softly just for a second. "That's great so far."