He would eventually follow no matter where I lay for the night. [it's just a feeling, but it's sure enough that he can say it and he can only remember a nervous jack making hand gestures and trying to discern what he should and shouldn't say around him.
jack was never this affectionate in his memory, never overly concerned for anyone who was not lacie.]
He's changed. [...] I never thought that I would see him as desperate as he was - and certainly never to find me.
[it's clear that oswald doesn't understand, can't compute, won't accept something. he knows he loves jack; he understood that much in somarium, but he could never figure out what kind of love it was. it bothers him to no end that jack would throw himself into his arms and cry and laugh and cling the way he had.
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He would eventually follow no matter where I lay for the night. [it's just a feeling, but it's sure enough that he can say it and he can only remember a nervous jack making hand gestures and trying to discern what he should and shouldn't say around him.
jack was never this affectionate in his memory, never overly concerned for anyone who was not lacie.]
He's changed. [...] I never thought that I would see him as desperate as he was - and certainly never to find me.
[it's clear that oswald doesn't understand, can't compute, won't accept something. he knows he loves jack; he understood that much in somarium, but he could never figure out what kind of love it was. it bothers him to no end that jack would throw himself into his arms and cry and laugh and cling the way he had.
it hurts, still, when he thinks back on it.]
Was it wrong to come here?