Edward was free. No more sharing houses with people she didn't know, no more feeling like she was losing things that were important. Edward was free and on her own. Couldn't get left if you were already alone, right? And that was how Edward wanted it.

Ein was a little sad. But that was okay, Ein would feel better. It was for the best. Just the two of them.

The junkyard was always fun, even if Stark's robots watched her, but she found little bits and pieces and she thought she could build a nifty... something with what she found, something to make the ramshackle hut she was crouching in feel more like home. With pieces and parts in her bag and a large piece of metal in her arms, she was leaded home, whistling a nameless tune.