[The temptation to dig his heels in and just go back to work is tempting but the fact that Oswald came rushing in with a shotgun to protect him is kind of sweet. Ed knows how much it hurts his leg to do that and he sighs and scrubs a hand over his mouth and jaw.]

Oswald.
Wait.

I'm sorry.
I really didn't mean to scare you like that or to wake you up.

[His hand sweeps across his work bench and then flops down at his side.]

I'm avoiding sleep because I don't want to have another nightmare.