On the first floor, uncertain of where to go, Riza stood with Al and Ed, and the small girl that followed Edward home. The hospital was new; it hadn't been finished before they returned to Amestris, and she twisted the hem of her sleeve into a tight ball, fighting with the agitation and nerves from the lack of knowing.
"I- may- maybe we- I- should go to the office, the apartment office, and as-" she started to say, only cutting herself off when she heard a ding chime, and turned to find the source as the elevator door opened.