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[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

Well. Why did you? [And instead... that.]

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[agoodname]

Because I--! [and he starts to shout it--but then it strangles in his throat, and he's mad, yes, and hurt, yes, but also just--]

[agoodname]

[sad upset still heartbroken, some, but]

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[agoodname]

[there's a silence, for a moment, and then, almost defeated as he just...gives up and tells the truth.] ...because I missed you.

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[enigmaster]

Because you--

[enigmaster]

[enigmaster]

[wait]

[enigmaster]

[wait, what?]

[enigmaster]

You...

[enigmaster]

[There's an extended silence, then, as Edward simply stares ahead, not sure... what to even say to that.]

done

[enigmaster]

[And then, finally, in a... surprisingly small voice...] ...What?

[agoodname]

[that....is a long silence. And Oswald waits for the laughter, the scorn--and it doesn't come. Just that question. And Oswald swallows, feeling stretched out a bit too thin, and rubs a hand over his eyes again.] I said that I called because I missed you. [he's...tired. He's tired of being at odds with Edward, of feeling sad, of this melancholy that stems from it. And this conversation may not fix it; in fact, it may make it worse. It may give Edward more ammunition. Who knows?]

[enigmaster]

You... [Yeah, speaking of waiting for things that aren't coming, Edward is still waiting for Oswald to admit this is a lie or a joke and yet... nothing. There's some comment he should make here. "Well, yes, Oswald, of course you missed me, who WOULDN'T?" Something like that. But he can't quite... manage it. In fact...] You... did? [Edward sounds a little baffled by the very idea.]

[agoodname]

Yes. [it's a concession] I did.

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[enigmaster]

[More silence. He's not sure what to say or even... think about that, to be entirely honest. He was honestly expecting to just become apathetic to this whole thing, given enough time. That was the plan. That's how he handles things.

Instead it feels sort of like Oswald just pulled the rug out from under him. And all that stubbornness has nowhere to go, all of a sudden, just vanishing like it was never there.

He's caught off guard.]

I...

[He still would prefer not to say anything. But he can't help it.]

...

I think that... I... Maybe...

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[enigmaster]

... I... missed you as well.

[agoodname]

...did you? [Harley said so, after all, but he still can't quite fathom--] --why?

[enigmaster]

I-- Well, why wouldn't I? [It comes out a little challenging. Damn it, not what he's going for. But... still.] We're... We were friends, weren't we? [And that's too honest. Fuck. Damn it.] I mean. Why did you miss me?

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[agoodname]

I...because...because we were friends. And I...[he swallows, then]...I liked talking to you. I trusted you. And...

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[agoodname]

And you said you don't like talking to people who are stupid. [....] So, by your estimation, you shouldn't miss me.

[enigmaster]

Well, that's just utterly ridiculous, because you're not stupid.

[agoodname]

I know that.

[. . .]

I...wasn't aware that you agreed, however.

[enigmaster]

If I thought you were stupid, I never would have had any conversations with you at all. Obviously.

[agoodname]

I assumed that impression was rather destroyed when I told you what had happened between Fish and I.

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[enigmaster]

Well, I didn't mean-- I thought that specific thing was stupid, but that doesn't mean I think you're-- I know some of the things I said were...