[Halfway across the room, Oswald slows to a stop, his back to Ed. He says nothing, still charged with adrenaline, with anger, his pulse slamming his eardrums. But there’s a slight softening of his shoulders the longer the apology sits with him. He’s here and he's listening, his continued silence inviting an explanation from Ed.]
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Date: 2024-01-25 04:16 am (UTC)