Honestly Winry couldn't blame them. When she had first met the guy he had been off his rocker (more so than usual) and trying to bait her into meeting a Witch. He didn't bother trying to hide the fact that he dissected people as a hobby, and, well especially after seeing first hand what he could do she knew that if he ever became hostile she wouldn't have much of a chance against him.

Still. In the time she'd been training with him, which was quite a lot, there was just something about him that made her feel this was okay. She wouldn't say she entirely thought him to be a 'good' person, not exactly, but she didn't fear for herself.

"I understand why, don't blame you. And I can't really explain it but...I don't trust him as a whole, but I don't believe he'd harm me."

And really, she wasn't really up for debating this. She'd told them the truth, and was ready to move on.

"There's something I've actually been wanting to as you for a while, Al."