[ he just leaned against that deceptive body, drawing strength, drawing comfort. It wasn't quite a hug, but his body craved it, the facsimile that almost was.
But he pulled back after a moment, drawing in a calm breath, feeling lighter then he had in a moment and cursing the feeling. But this was Oswald; he would take what he could get. ]
I'm fine. It must be the heat.
[ Or the chill or simply this place. But no worries. He'll adapt; he always did. Taking a step back, he gave Oswald a brief glance and then cleared his throat, seemingly amused. ] You look exactly as I remember. [ calm and in control. He hated that look. ]
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But he pulled back after a moment, drawing in a calm breath, feeling lighter then he had in a moment and cursing the feeling. But this was Oswald; he would take what he could get. ]
I'm fine. It must be the heat.
[ Or the chill or simply this place. But no worries. He'll adapt; he always did. Taking a step back, he gave Oswald a brief glance and then cleared his throat, seemingly amused. ] You look exactly as I remember. [ calm and in control. He hated that look. ]