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It figured she would place herself in denial that way. Of course he couldn't teach her. But one, such as herself, could always hope that someday he would understand the gift he'd been given. She knew she could try to teach it, but to whomever was being taught, it would just be lost on them. Only those who'd seen the gate, only those who'd been through it, having their limbs and soul ripped from each other... They were the only ones who could understand.

Maybe that was Darna unfortunate need to follow him around. Other than the Elric brothers, whom she would never be able to meet, no one else could do what she did. Now this Isaac Kain was here and she had someone to relate to.

Bah! She sighed in her head. Mustang had been standing behind the curtain for sometime. She'd really just wanted him to come out already because him hiding like that made her nervous. He was such an oddball, that Fuhrer. Darna chose not to speak until spoken to. Mostly because the headache hurt so bad, another part because she was still trying to burn the soft green light of Isaac's alchemy into her brain. Perhaps if she could look through books for those symbols she could learn? But that damned headache.

So it had been a Chimera. It figured. Those things were intriguing to Darna, but she could never really look at one. So much taboo, so much alchemy flowing through them, it was like staring into a 100 watt light bulb for hours.

Isaac stood up and moved closer to her and she should have known what he was doing, but the Colonel didn't seem to react fast enough before he'd already done the deed. She did, however, make it to his wrist and grab it with more strength than she appeared to own. Standing up she twisted it back.

"It was polite the first time." She whispered, not able to look him in the eye the way she wanted to. "And this time I'll let it pass, but stop doing that." It was frustrating to her. Finally she had a way to get rid of the migraines that plagued her, but she felt like she deserved them. Darna had to have them to keep on the ground, otherwise she would fly away into the clouds of alchemy and do something even dumber than trying to bring back a dead baby. Letting go of his wrist, Darna sat back down.

"Excuse my actions, Fuhrer Mustang. I'm just a little touchy after what's happened." She kept her face turned from Isaac, her brow in a scowl. She liked the kid, he was sincere which was hard to find around here. But there was a line one didn't cross with the blind Colonel... and he was getting dangerously close.

"Did anyone happen to find my cane? I lost it in the scuffle, after the bastard blinded me..."