It is unmistakably obvious by now that Oswald isn't just a little nervous. He looks like he is about to pass out and while it is flattering to think that the thought of having to attack him has Oswald this distraught, Edward once more finds that things don't quite add up.
Oswald is a ruthless man, this whole demeanour doesn't fit the scenario that he has come up with, so it has to be something else. Anything else. He tries to brace himself for whatever is coming and when the final words leave Oswald's mouth, he immediately looked around, dropping his hand to let the knife slide into it, checking the room for any signs of an assailant and then settling back on Oswald when he doesn't register any movement.
It's only now that the words properly register, that he sees the desperate, no, hungry look on Oswald's face and it's entirely different from anything he has been expecting.
"What?" A dumb question for clarification's sake, because that certainly doesn't add up either. He raises his hand to put the knife back on the table, since whatever is going down here, it evidently isn't what he thought. "Why?"
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Oswald is a ruthless man, this whole demeanour doesn't fit the scenario that he has come up with, so it has to be something else. Anything else. He tries to brace himself for whatever is coming and when the final words leave Oswald's mouth, he immediately looked around, dropping his hand to let the knife slide into it, checking the room for any signs of an assailant and then settling back on Oswald when he doesn't register any movement.
It's only now that the words properly register, that he sees the desperate, no, hungry look on Oswald's face and it's entirely different from anything he has been expecting.
"What?" A dumb question for clarification's sake, because that certainly doesn't add up either. He raises his hand to put the knife back on the table, since whatever is going down here, it evidently isn't what he thought. "Why?"