Edward is a notorious thief who wants the Philosopher's Stone. Alphonse is just a boy who wants a day outside his tower, outside the stifling armor that "protects" him. His father doesn't have to know. Their paths cross unexpectedly on a day where they can help each other. Little do they know how this chance meeting will leave their lives irreversibly…entangled. In other words,

In the weeks after his restoration, Al finds himself moved to tears by the smallest of things. The softness of a blanket. The bite of the cold floor tile. The smell of boiled vegetables. He blinks them away. It isn't right to cry. To mourn. He's back. He's happy. That should be it.

"There was no denying that Melanie had died a long time ago. Her sacrifice had broken Jamie's and my heart. So how was I supposed to feel now that her body snatcher has found its way back to us?" Jared's point of view of The Host. Why on earth is he so stubborn?