Me?! [it's half a squawk, strangled, cane left forgotten on the ground as he stumbles closer, hands reaching out for him, hovering, not sure where to touch, feeling panic twist his stomach as Edward stands there and bleeds, burnt, an arrow sticking out of his shoulder]
You're asking me that?! Just look at you! [Oswald's hands hover, shaking, over Edward's shoulders, feeling like it's almost impossible to get air in his lungs] We--we have to get you to a doctor!
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You're asking me that?! Just look at you! [Oswald's hands hover, shaking, over Edward's shoulders, feeling like it's almost impossible to get air in his lungs] We--we have to get you to a doctor!