[ For Oswald the problem was in the knowledge that in some way, in some universe, his fear had become reality. It was terrifying to conceptualize, but even more terrifying than that was the very real possibility that it could have happened here had he not been given the fortune of someone else's foresight. But he couldn't think about that kind of thing right now.
Truthfully, he hadn't realized just how fierce Ed's grip had been until he'd let go. The way he had stared was concerning, but asking if he was okay would be completely idiotic. He clearly wasn't. Getting the key in correctly and unlocking the door had taken a touch more concentration than it did normally, but quickly enough he was guiding Ed into the house and to the place they'd agreed on. It was a little embarrassing to think of Ed being on his bed, even with circumstances as they were. Ugh. Dwelling on those sort of details was only going to make this harder. ]
Did you want to wash up at all? [ He peered over at him, sounding unsure even as he asked the question. It would be better if he rested now and did that later, but it was probably better if he let him make up his own mind. He had to know better than to push himself at this point. Oswald could always help him, of course, but that could be potentially very, very awkward. Was offering even appropriate? He didn't know. He just kept looking at him for an answer and maybe a hint of what to do next. ]
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Truthfully, he hadn't realized just how fierce Ed's grip had been until he'd let go. The way he had stared was concerning, but asking if he was okay would be completely idiotic. He clearly wasn't. Getting the key in correctly and unlocking the door had taken a touch more concentration than it did normally, but quickly enough he was guiding Ed into the house and to the place they'd agreed on. It was a little embarrassing to think of Ed being on his bed, even with circumstances as they were. Ugh. Dwelling on those sort of details was only going to make this harder. ]
Did you want to wash up at all? [ He peered over at him, sounding unsure even as he asked the question. It would be better if he rested now and did that later, but it was probably better if he let him make up his own mind. He had to know better than to push himself at this point. Oswald could always help him, of course, but that could be potentially very, very awkward. Was offering even appropriate? He didn't know. He just kept looking at him for an answer and maybe a hint of what to do next. ]