[If Dist were any less mature, he'd be sticking his tongue out at her back. Thankfully, he doesn't, and just frowns at Winry's retreating form. Sure, he could have gotten a normal gun, or even asked for one from the Malnosso, but that'd be accepting defeat. Dist won't accept defeat. He never had before.
So, heaving his own large sigh, he gets back to work.]
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So, heaving his own large sigh, he gets back to work.]