[ Someone feels the need to apologize to him for loving him. What an odd event. One of their first conversations was about how love is a weakness and they're free without it. Invincible.
Would remove the heart if something came up?
Ed's watching him again, keeps doing so. Oswald's biting his lip. Oswald's smiling a little. Oswald's looking confused. He wonders how he must seem from his perspective. He thought he understood him better than this. There's a wave of disappointment for not solving the puzzle and needing to have it stated to him.
Oswald looks a little flustered. Ed has to turn his eyes down again. ]
I hadn't thought so. [ At least he had that part right. Too private for PDA. They both have an unspoken agreement to be somewhat secretive about even being publicly known friends here. It's better for gathering information, associates. Secrets. Advantageous. It was something he felt the need to state, however, to make it a bit clearer what he's open to. A roundabout way of granting a permission to ... act however he needs to act.
Oswald has no idea. Perhaps he was only restraining his words and acting upon everything else. What should he do? That might not have been directed at him but he responds to it all the same. Almost immediately. Like he's far too eager to know. ]
What do you want to do? [ Question 2. Head tipped down, looking at him very carefully. He got quiet back. Ed's own question asked in a quiet lower tone. An edge to it that could be hard to place.
Without a thought, Ed grabs the hand away from Oswald's mouth and lowers it. Horrible habit. Too distracting. He holds it hostage. Keep talking. ]
action;
Would remove the heart if something came up?
Ed's watching him again, keeps doing so. Oswald's biting his lip. Oswald's smiling a little. Oswald's looking confused. He wonders how he must seem from his perspective. He thought he understood him better than this. There's a wave of disappointment for not solving the puzzle and needing to have it stated to him.
Oswald looks a little flustered. Ed has to turn his eyes down again. ]
I hadn't thought so. [ At least he had that part right. Too private for PDA. They both have an unspoken agreement to be somewhat secretive about even being publicly known friends here. It's better for gathering information, associates. Secrets. Advantageous. It was something he felt the need to state, however, to make it a bit clearer what he's open to. A roundabout way of granting a permission to ... act however he needs to act.
Oswald has no idea. Perhaps he was only restraining his words and acting upon everything else. What should he do? That might not have been directed at him but he responds to it all the same. Almost immediately. Like he's far too eager to know. ]
What do you want to do? [ Question 2. Head tipped down, looking at him very carefully. He got quiet back. Ed's own question asked in a quiet lower tone. An edge to it that could be hard to place.
Without a thought, Ed grabs the hand away from Oswald's mouth and lowers it. Horrible habit. Too distracting. He holds it hostage. Keep talking. ]