[Oswald's voice floats across the hall to him and with great effort Ed rolls towards it, the side of his face pressed against the cold concrete floor and for a moment he can only see a pale blur across from him. Blinking away the tears that have formed in his eyes, when was he crying he can't really say, he tries to focus everything on Oswald's hunched shape.]

...one another.

[He croaks and reaches an arm out towards his friend. Extending his hand and long, graceful fingers as far as he can.]

We can....help...one another.

[It takes forever for him to get it out, his heart beating hard in his chest from exhaustion and he lifts his head slightly to try and see Oswald's face.]