[The man is a stranger to her, and he definitely does not look like he came from her world. Quite frankly it looks like he stepped out of a fantasy novel, bedecked as he was, Winry found it rather impressive.
The fact he knew her name however did make it evident who he likely was. There was only one person on this train, not from her home that would know.]
That would be me. Owain?
[She stood up, sporting a matching grin. Was it silly to be excited about this? Perhaps. Whether it made sense or not she was suddenly happy at the appearance of the other, as if already they were connected by blood]
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The fact he knew her name however did make it evident who he likely was. There was only one person on this train, not from her home that would know.]
That would be me. Owain?
[She stood up, sporting a matching grin. Was it silly to be excited about this? Perhaps. Whether it made sense or not she was suddenly happy at the appearance of the other, as if already they were connected by blood]