Re: Amestris - Central City
Jack took a deep breath and held it for a while - it meant that he was desperately searching for something to say other than "What the f***?" or something similiar. Failing to do so, he simply let the air out.
"..."
Cynder shook his head. He glanced at the table. The comic didn't really draw his attention - the newspaper, on the other hand, quickly captured his sight. "Well, I'll be damned... First, a family reunion that nearly got us killed... Then, HE becomes the Fuhrer... We are so screwed." Jack's tone suggested that his brain went into full sarcasm mode.