I-I'm perfectly fine and whole! I... [Hm. Trying to think of examples of how 'whole' he is mysteriously comes up empty. Eliot knows that even his likes and dislikes are constantly changing.]

I like Winry... That's... close to whole, right?

[That earns a frown.] You would be lying. No one actually wants to have tea with him. That's part of why he went away.