I'm sorry. [and he just...holds him tighter] I'm sorry it's been like that. It won't be like that, here. This is your home, for as long as you want it to be.
[Edward's quiet. He almost wants to ask "Promise?" but that just feels... unfair. He didn't keep his promise, why should he expect Oswald to make him a promise like that.
It's fine. They're only things. [not people. He doesn't want to think about losing people--so he just refocuses on dinner. And then they can do some research]
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...thank you. For telling me.
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I was just... scared.
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[That's very quiet. Like he's scared to even say it. And it isn't as if he thinks Oswald is that kind of person, really he doesn't, just.
Past experience, you know.]
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It always happens... People always get tired of me eventually.
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Still...]
...Thank you...
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[More than he could ever put into words.]
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Let's finish dinner, okay? Then we can do some research and see what we can find.
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[Yeah, Edward did kind of interrupt dinner prep when he broke that plate. Oops...]
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Why don't you finish setting the table and get drinks? The goulash should be done soon enough.
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[He'll finish setting the table. They can eat first and then... get to other things. Edward needs some time to recover, honestly, because that was...
...
He doesn't know what that was. And he doesn't know how many times it's happened before and he never even really... understood it.
That's a lot. Can't think about that right now.]