[By all rights that should be one of the most comforting things Al's ever heard in his life, but at the same time it's just vague enough to not entirely reassure him. That's what he gets for getting ahead of himself, he supposes. The smart--and simplest--thing to do is to clearly explain his side of the situation and let Mustang fill in any gaps. Carefully rubbing the blanket over the armor to mop up excess water, he opts to do just that.]

We're all cut off from our homes here, so no one's been sure if time is passing at the same rate in other worlds. I've been with the coven for about three months now, and Brother showed up a few weeks after me. We've been pretty worried about everyone back in Amestris, considering... [Well. No need to spell that one out. They may be among friends and literally worlds away from the homunculi, but old paranoia dies hard.] Before I left, I was trying to get messages to you and the others about what I learned from my dad. Were they able to contact you without me?