[Envy turns his hand to grip France's, wanting that contact.]

I don't know why, he won't tell me and there's too many things it could be for me to be sure. As for how...he said that we get into a fight.

[He lets out a low, bitter laugh.] He's the Flame Alchemist, the bastard probably just lights me on fire until I stay dea--

[He stops speaking abruptly, then, and looks almost apologetic. He hadn't intended to reveal that much about it. Though he still hasn't looked up.]