Tan acostumbrada esta la sociedad al maquillaje y pintura, que al ver una persona sin ello, declaran haber visto un ángel.

I really have to applaud Oswald’s ability to get up every morning motivated to just get what he wants. He’s held his mother in his arms as she died, and he still rose to the top. He held his father in his arms as he died, and he still rose to the top. The love of his life just attempted to kill him and the first thing he does when he wakes up is get prepared for revenge because he will not be tossed around like some ragdoll. I’ve always admired Oswald’s perseverance, though I believe his emotions to control him to an extent, even now. Oswald’s remaining love for Ed is going to stop him from killing him.