Russell Tringham

After speaking with the priest, Russell ran downstairs, carrying his medical bag and the locket hidden on his person, around his neck and under his shirt.

He looked at the four doors only for a split moment before deciding the most likely one would be the Edward most affected by this, and knocked on the door of 3-B.

After the meeting with Winry, Russell went home and helped Fletcher make them both supper, which consisted of heating up canned soup, and making some grilled cheese sandwiches to go with. Supper consumed and dishes done, Russell headed downstairs to talk to both Ed and William, and knocked on the door.

It had been a rather busy day, all considered, especially with Roy bringing his sister and her children by for a check-up.

Josiah was fairly healthy, everything on his tests had come back so far within the norm, although he had several concerns about Abigail that he wasn't prepared to put out on the table to the family yet. Not without running his thoughts past Winry.

With the files in one hand, and a cup of coffee in the other, he walked in and made himself at home in a chair across from Winry's desk in her makeshift office in the tiny clinic facility. "I'll be glad when we're able to get a bigger clinic built," he said, setting his mug down carefully on a stack of files. "We're getting more and more customers."