"I figured it out."

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Well shit, we better get every-" Lovino stood but was pulled back down by Kiku.

"No, I think we should keep it a secret."

"Why?"

"Just trust me on this."

"Prick."

"I've been called worse." Kiku stood up sighing in exhaustion.

~

"Why do you constantly look at the fire?" Gilbert sat next to Lovino.

"Many reasons."

"Great answer."

"Gilbert, do you know how I lost my wings?" Lovino turned his head to Gilbert.

"Kind of. I know it was during the fight."

"Well, it's simple. It's my biggest reason for looking at the fire." He looked back to the fire. "You see, when entering none of us knew what was to come. I didn't expect that there was going to be such a thing. All I can really remember was looking into a ball of fire and then falling and then pain. It didn't take me long to realize that my wings were burnt to a crisp and then ripped out. Every time I look at the fire I go back to that memory. As much as I hate it, I do it to remember more." The crack of fire filled in the silence that followed.

"Why haven't you grown your wings back?"

"I can't."

"Why?"

"I feel like I might lose them again..like I'll hurt Toni and Feli again...."

"Fat chance of that!" Alfred suddenly appeared. Both turned to look at him.

"What?"

"Although I wasn't there, I'm sure we'll win this fight. You won't lose anything and I'm pretty sure if you fight with us it'll be harder." Lovino looked back to the fire. Maybe...he's right.