[when isn't oswald tired these days, he hardly gets a moment to stop and sit the hell down to nap. (he does, actually, he just doesn't exploit it anymore. too busy training, training, training until his skin wears thin.)
none the less, there's something like relief flitting across his expression as he looks down at her for a moment before resolving to just— sit down next to her and talk. it's easier that way; he did come to fetch her, but this is okay. he hasn't talked her in a year. —has it really been that long since she came and gone from somarium? this is long overdue.]
...what expression? [and excuse u he wouldn't mind if his face were always stuck in the :| expression omg.]
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none the less, there's something like relief flitting across his expression as he looks down at her for a moment before resolving to just— sit down next to her and talk. it's easier that way; he did come to fetch her, but this is okay. he hasn't talked her in a year. —has it really been that long since she came and gone from somarium? this is long overdue.]
...what expression? [and excuse u he wouldn't mind if his face were always stuck in the :| expression omg.]