Seeing that everyone else already had their bags together and were leaving the compartment, Ed rushed to grab his suitcase and meet Winry at the door.
As they made their way down the hall, he noticed other passengers watching them out of the corners of their eyes--in a few cases pointing and staring openly. Edward sighed. He might not mind helping in hostage situations, and even got a bit of a thrill from being recognized, but this was too much. He hurried his steps, the sooner they got out of here, the better.
However, a few seconds later he noticed Winry was falling behind, struggling with her heavy bags. He rolled his eyes and sighed, "Winry! How much scrap metal do you have squirreled away in your bag this time?"
He scratched the back of his head and looked to the side, "You want me to...help you with those?'