[Al doesn't really notice the lull, too caught up in his own horrible memories of that day. But when the response does come he frowns a little before responding.]
What was left of him, then. And...hold on, I can't put it in words.
[He grabs paper and pencil, and Al sends Envy a picture a few minutes later of basically what he means.]
I have no idea why he looked like that, but he did. When Wrath was fighting him he kept bleeding out red stones.
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What was left of him, then. And...hold on, I can't put it in words.
[He grabs paper and pencil, and Al sends Envy a picture a few minutes later of basically what he means.]
I have no idea why he looked like that, but he did. When Wrath was fighting him he kept bleeding out red stones.