[ Oswald looks unsure on a level he hasn't seen in a while. It doesn't seem right on a face that looks best while holding his chin up. Ed sharpens his gaze, in thought. Out of annoyance that he has to think this hard about it at all. That Oswald is having difficulty even looking at him. A puzzle with a missing piece. I start off light and easy to bear but the more you carry me, the heavier a burden I become. What am I? ]
Fine. [ A gesture at the couch, for Oswald to sit before Ed follows suit. Back straight. Turned enough to look at him straight on. Still searching his face for a tell. The longer this goes, the more uncertain he becomes about what it could be. ] What is it, Oswald?
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Fine. [ A gesture at the couch, for Oswald to sit before Ed follows suit. Back straight. Turned enough to look at him straight on. Still searching his face for a tell. The longer this goes, the more uncertain he becomes about what it could be. ] What is it, Oswald?