*He sat on the rooftop and watched Alphonse. The more dominant half of himself wanted to rip the boy to shreds or cause him a great deal of pain and agony. But his other side was mentally screaming at himself, wanting to leave him be. He had lost his own brother centuries ago. Pride shook his head, not listening to his better half and jumped down onto the street below. His move was quiet as ever, not even able to be heard by the human ear. He stood a short distance behind Alphonse, about six feet away from him.*