[Sokka stands in the doorway for awhile, just staring at Winry. All he can think in his head is that Winry might just walk over and kiss him or something horrible like that. It's so much easier to deal with Winry when he's his normal self. He'd spent months infatuated with her and now he was way over her, but she was in love with, well, the person this body belonged to. This was going to be so, so wrong.
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But. He will just suck it up and dive in.]
... hey, Winry. Busy?