summary: Edward tries to persuade Oswald into working with him to get out of their cells. Oswald is hesitant and filled with rage, while Ed has trouble connecting to his own feelings.
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“Are we going to talk?” Edward asks, his limbs slack against the bars. Oswald still had his hands circled around the grainy bars, staring through the gaps with eyes burning green, looking fully black in the dim light. Edward’s voice seems to falter him, and the corners of his lips twitch again.