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| | [.................] You don't have a problem with that, as a lawyer? |
| | ...I guess not. [So. Sure, okay, he'll take that.] |
| | [It really is a big ass table, but okay. More than just looking at that, Edward takes in the room a little. Not... really just to look at it, though it is obviously very impressive. But he tends to do a quick scan for ghost when in a new place. Less surprises that way. ...From an outside perspective he probably just seems distracted.] |
| | [In a corner of the room, there is, in fact, a ghost. She seems rather unassuming, actually, and is sitting on the couch, leaning over a bit to read through the front page of the newspaper that's resting on it. She's dressed in an old fashioned maid's outfit, and seems to be, in general, ignoring them both. Oswald, completely ignorant of her presence, has sat himself at the table--and glances over, curious ] Edward? |
| | [Ah. Well, he just notes that down in his mind. But she doesn't seem to care much, so, not really a problem or anything. So that works--] Hm? [He looks up a little distractedly. And blinks.] Oh, um... [Yeah, he'll just. Take a seat? Yeah, he'll take a seat.] |
[And... god, honestly? Edward wasn't kidding when he said he wasn't picky. He barely even checks to see what food he's getting, because he's just glad to have actual food and not the stuff they were serving while he was locked up.
Actual good tasting food. Yeah, there's something he's missed.]
Actual good tasting food. Yeah, there's something he's missed.]
| | [the corner of his mouth quirks slightly as he watches Edward practically devour everything in front of him. Which...you know, he's not going to bring it up. Because yeah, understandable. It's good food. And also he hopes that he's...gotten enough to eat. In general. He is pretty thin.] |
| | [Judging from the way he's eating, it... doesn't really seem like he's had enough to eat in general, no. He slows down, after a while, at least. ...He just kinda needed this. It's been a rough few weeks, but that's after a rough nineteen years, so. Y'know.] |
[In all honesty, Oswald hasn't had too strong of an appetite, and combine that with the fact that he no longer has his mother around to make sure he's eating properly, well...he really has no stones to throw in this glass house. But he does eat a bit more slowly than Edward, mostly picking at his food but more than glad Edward's enjoying it.]
"Honestly, liebchen--Edward, I am glad you are eating, but please tell Oswald to do so as well. He's gotten too thin!"
[hey so Gertrude's here now, leaning over Oswald's shoulder, hands on her hips]
"Honestly, liebchen--Edward, I am glad you are eating, but please tell Oswald to do so as well. He's gotten too thin!"
[hey so Gertrude's here now, leaning over Oswald's shoulder, hands on her hips]
| | [Edward... almost chokes on his drink, at that. Almost. He coughs, a bit. ...And feels a little bit embarrassed, now. Oh geez.] |
| | Ah... I'm fine, really. Just... wasn't paying attention. [oh boy kill him] |
| | ...Yeah. Just fine. That... doesn't usually happen anymore. Sorry. |
| | Sure. [He ducks... his head a little, though. Gertrude, please.] I'm not that bad... [No, Edward, buddy. You are way too thin.] |
| | Um... yeah. [...] ...She's telling you to eat more, by the way. |
[and Oswald can't help it, it's a knee jerk reaction to immediately roll his eyes]
Mother, I'm fine.
[Gertrude puffs a bit, like her feathers are ruffled]
"You are not! You've been eating less and less! I have seen you. Sometimes you not eat at all!"
Mother, I'm fine.
[Gertrude puffs a bit, like her feathers are ruffled]
"You are not! You've been eating less and less! I have seen you. Sometimes you not eat at all!"
Edited 2019-06-16 19:29 (UTC)
| | She says you're not, because she's seen you. [.........THIS FEELS WEIRD he doesn't usually communicate things to people this directly.] |
[and Oswald just...immediately goes bright red and into a sulk, scowling, folding his arms over his chest, sinking down into his chair a bit]
...that's cheating. Anyway, I'm just busy! I have a busy job.
[now it's Gertrude's turn to roll her eyes in exasperation] "Excuses! You are a growing boy, and need to eat! You and Edward both!"
...that's cheating. Anyway, I'm just busy! I have a busy job.
[now it's Gertrude's turn to roll her eyes in exasperation] "Excuses! You are a growing boy, and need to eat! You and Edward both!"
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