You know what I meant. [ Even at a time like this he had to be technical about things. Of course. He rolled his eyes, but there was enough of a smile accompanying it to show that he really wasn't bothered. ] What do you think I'm doing? You're hurt and I'm taking care of you. It wouldn't sting so bad if you just listened, you know. Talking is not holding still.

[ Oswald put his index finger near Ed's mouth and gave him a look that quite clearly was telling him to shush until he was done. He hadn't had nearly as much practice at being gentle as most people had, but he really was doing his best to be careful. For hands that hurt more often than they healed, it wasn't quite as hard as he had feared it might be. ] There. Done. [ He was feeling confident for just a moment, but it wasn't until he went to step back that he realized just how close he was to Ed's face. Had they ever been so close before? No, not since -- He froze. Wasn't that feeling supposed to have faded? ]