[ Oswald's doubting him and he has no idea why. Ed had suspected at some point, Oswald may think Ed might have outlived his usefulness to him. He tried to make himself invaluable. Irreplaceable. Everything would be entirely off balance if he removed himself or was removed that way.
But Oswald showed up when he hadn't anything to offer so there was a certain camaraderie on top of it. Invaluable as a friend to Oswald, who is a emotional being. The only friend around. And yet here they are and he's been asked to explain why he even bothers. It's insulting. He thought it was obvious they were mutually beneficial to each-other, if only from a business standpoint.
He half expects him to say he's been replaced and services are no longer needed. Jokes on you. Friendship is and always has been a sham. Instead Oswald's got hands over his own and saying something about being undeserving of honesty. There's telling changes, both in tone and movement. That's not it then. Something is very wrong here. Unless this is a trick? Oswald is a convincing liar but not that convincing. There isn't anything to gain.
Ed keeps searching him, that cold look he was trying to keep on him to remain logical in approach is cracking. Ed just looks lost about it now. What deep shameful secret could it possibly be? He starts running a list of things he'd think Oswald would still be embarrassed to share. False identity? A split half that killed the other end? (He would have known that by now.) Disease? (Ed's tested him. He's sure he knows that.) A child? (Highly unlikely.) By all accounts it doesn't make sense and yet he's sat down here like Oswald is about to confess he's on his deathbed due to some horrible experimentation he felt the need to hide for foolish reasons. (Also unlikely.) ]
Your heart. [ . . . ?
Dumbfounded. He stares, unblinking. ] Is something wrong with it? [ How many heart conditions does he know off the top of his head? His father was dying of one before being poisoned by a wretched woman. He could easily solve that one. ]
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But Oswald showed up when he hadn't anything to offer so there was a certain camaraderie on top of it. Invaluable as a friend to Oswald, who is a emotional being. The only friend around. And yet here they are and he's been asked to explain why he even bothers. It's insulting. He thought it was obvious they were mutually beneficial to each-other, if only from a business standpoint.
He half expects him to say he's been replaced and services are no longer needed. Jokes on you. Friendship is and always has been a sham. Instead Oswald's got hands over his own and saying something about being undeserving of honesty. There's telling changes, both in tone and movement. That's not it then. Something is very wrong here. Unless this is a trick? Oswald is a convincing liar but not that convincing. There isn't anything to gain.
Ed keeps searching him, that cold look he was trying to keep on him to remain logical in approach is cracking. Ed just looks lost about it now. What deep shameful secret could it possibly be? He starts running a list of things he'd think Oswald would still be embarrassed to share. False identity? A split half that killed the other end? (He would have known that by now.) Disease? (Ed's tested him. He's sure he knows that.) A child? (Highly unlikely.) By all accounts it doesn't make sense and yet he's sat down here like Oswald is about to confess he's on his deathbed due to some horrible experimentation he felt the need to hide for foolish reasons. (Also unlikely.) ]
Your heart. [ . . . ?
Dumbfounded. He stares, unblinking. ] Is something wrong with it? [ How many heart conditions does he know off the top of his head? His father was dying of one before being poisoned by a wretched woman. He could easily solve that one. ]