[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 ]
[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.]
[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.]
[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]
[both Oswald and Gertrude stare at him for a moment after that--before Oswald cracks and just kind of...giggles, ducking his head. Gertrude, however, puffs up a bit]
My mother has never respectfully disagreed with anything ever. Definitely not respectfully, at least. But if she's planning on suing, unfortunately I don't think I can be of help to her here, because I'd rule in your favor. [Oswald smirks, swirling his wine in his glass a bit before taking a sip.
Gertrude huffs, sticking her nose in the air]
"Well! Teaming tags! Very naughty, both of you. I'll take my leave."[and Gertrude sniffs, before vanishing lol
....and then reappears two seconds later] "You both still need to eat more! Skinny as rails!"
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Less surprises that way.
...From an outside perspective he probably just seems distracted.]
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Oswald, completely ignorant of her presence, has sat himself at the table--and glances over, curious ]
Edward?
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Hm?
[He looks up a little distractedly. And blinks.]
Oh, um... [Yeah, he'll just. Take a seat? Yeah, he'll take a seat.]
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Actual good tasting food. Yeah, there's something he's missed.]
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...He just kinda needed this. It's been a rough few weeks, but that's after a rough nineteen years, so. Y'know.]
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"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]
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...And feels a little bit embarrassed, now. Oh geez.]
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"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Edward. I didn't mean to startle you."
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[oh boy kill him]
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That... doesn't usually happen anymore. Sorry.
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[she huffs a bit, as Oswald chuckles]
It's fine, Edward, really.
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[He ducks... his head a little, though. Gertrude, please.]
I'm not that bad...
[No, Edward, buddy. You are way too thin.]
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Not...that bad at what?
[but even as he finishes asking it--he blinks, straightening.]
Oh. [he quirks an eyebrow] Ghost?
[Gertrude makes a huffing sound]
"Not the only one, this time."
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[...]
...She's telling you to eat more, by the way.
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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!"
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[.........THIS FEELS WEIRD he doesn't usually communicate things to people this directly.]
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...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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[..........it's hard to tell but is he
joking a bit???]
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"I disagree, but with no respect!"
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Gertrude huffs, sticking her nose in the air]
"Well! Teaming tags! Very naughty, both of you. I'll take my leave."[and Gertrude sniffs, before vanishing lol
....and then reappears two seconds later] "You both still need to eat more! Skinny as rails!"
[and yep NOW she's out]
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He waits another beat or so, just to be sure...]
Your mother is very... forceful.
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