Greed looked around. The last customer was finally out the again-locked door, and everybody who he knew was there was at the bar.
"We're on alert," he said. "I want you three to pack up whatever gear you want, and get your asses inside the AVF. Ed's got an apartment you can bunk at for the duration, and I expect you to help out and patrol the grounds, especially since they got kids around there.
"Odd, you go home too, and don't come back till we call you. Stop by Delilah's and tell her the same, and if she's not at home, call me. I'll let the Elrics know so somebody can look for her. I don't think she's in any danger, but Mustang is likely to be, and you three might as well.
"The Envy that's caused a lot of problems lately? He's outdone himself. He killed everybody in that homunculus Ed's world that Ed knew. The Rockbells, Armstrong, Mustang and his crew, every-fuckin'-body. And it's not a big stretch to assume he's gonna hit the Nexus next. This place would be prime hunting season for him, and I ain't giving him that opportunity."