[the lock clicks--and the moment's gone. And Edward with it. True, it was only a hand on his arm but it was...he feels like he misses it already. Oswald head jerks over to look at him and he's...closed. Again.
He swallows at that, and turns his attention back to the lock, withdrawing the tools, managing a small smile]
I had a good teacher. [he sets the tools on the table, next to Edward's kit] Thank you.
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He swallows at that, and turns his attention back to the lock, withdrawing the tools, managing a small smile]
I had a good teacher. [he sets the tools on the table, next to Edward's kit] Thank you.