[and Oswald goes quiet for a moment, staring down at his wine. Where to even start?]
...I've never lived anywhere without my parents. I never moved out. I always stayed with them, because it was my home. And we're....we were close. And after they died, I...that was the first time I'd ever lived alone.
[his chest hurts, stomach twisting into knots, and he's starting to blink perhaps a bit more than he needs to.]
And having you here, too, it's...it's wonderful. [his voice sure is getting a little wobbly though] It reminds me, sometimes, of how much I've missed that, since they died. Having someone else around.
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...I've never lived anywhere without my parents. I never moved out. I always stayed with them, because it was my home. And we're....we were close. And after they died, I...that was the first time I'd ever lived alone.
[his chest hurts, stomach twisting into knots, and he's starting to blink perhaps a bit more than he needs to.]
And having you here, too, it's...it's wonderful. [his voice sure is getting a little wobbly though] It reminds me, sometimes, of how much I've missed that, since they died. Having someone else around.