With...a lot of ceremony. And the person has to be there, so you can thank them very formally and profusely but not too enthusiastically, because you have to show the same amount of interest in each gift. Then you send them a fancy thank you card later.
[Oswald's lips press together, then, and he glances away. The fact that Edward is even asking, like it's something he'd actually want to do is...it makes his stomach twist into knots. He wants him to--he can just imagine it. Getting owls from Edward. Being able to write back.
But...there's the danger of his grandparents finding out. And then everything would go to pieces, and he might even lose this and he can't--]
Yeah, I get it. I mean, sending and getting any mail is a little complicated for me, so. [It's still disappointing. He's found his own way of making it work, but it's far different for Oswald.] Well, summer's not that long, right? There's, you know, after.
[...ah. He doesn't sound particularly...content with that. Oswald swallows, feeling his stomach start to twist into knots again, sinking with dread. How troublesome, to have a friend like him. He wonders, idly, how long it will take for Nygma to decide it's a useless, tiresome venture. However, he masks it with a smirk, turning his head to look at Edward.]
It's fine. It'll give us plenty of time to work on projects over the summer then come back and get peer input.
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Still. [And he pauses a moment.]
When is your birthday, anyway? I don't actually know.
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What about you?
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[A few days before Halloween and...
...Hm. Isn't that, actually, a few days before Voldemort's "defeat", all those years ago?]
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Mn. I'll keep that in mind.
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Though I guess I won't be able to give you anything in person on the day of...
[What with it being during the summer break. He's a little disappointed. And then he... brightens, slightly if a little hesitantly.]
Though I could just, um... send it to you instead.
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That...probably wouldn't be a good idea.
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I, um, I could do it without my name on it.
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Oh? How is it done?
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Do you get mail at least, like a normal person?
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[....]
...honestly, I'd...just prefer it if you gave it to me here.
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But I can at least write you. [And then he pauses. Glancing to the side, nervously.] I mean, if that's... okay...
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But...there's the danger of his grandparents finding out. And then everything would go to pieces, and he might even lose this and he can't--]
...I don't think that would be wise, either.
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[And Edward's shoulders slump a little. He sounds a little disappointed.]
I guess... that could go badly, huh?
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[to understate it. But Edward's...disappointed. and so is Oswald. Disappointed in himself, in the situation...in how little he can do about it]
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[There's... that.]
Yeah, I get it. I mean, sending and getting any mail is a little complicated for me, so. [It's still disappointing. He's found his own way of making it work, but it's far different for Oswald.] Well, summer's not that long, right? There's, you know, after.
[In secret. Some nights. When they can.]
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It's fine. It'll give us plenty of time to work on projects over the summer then come back and get peer input.
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Right.
You'd better not slack off, van Dahl.
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I could say the same for you.
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We sure will.
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