I guess. Well, if you don't talk about yourself, no one else can. Not for real, anyway. And that's something. [Though if his tone is any indication, he doesn't seem to mourn this. (Actually, it's quite good. Secrets are very precious things to have, and selves are the best things to bury.) He steeples his fingers in a gesture of concentration.] That's a lavish title, and a really pretty one, but Oswald isn't bad. It can mean a divine power or something, did you know that? Well, it's your name, maybe you do. I remember that from rummaging through name books. You know, once upon a time.
[He tilts his head.]
You don't have doubts about yourself, do you, my lord Oswald?
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[He tilts his head.]
You don't have doubts about yourself, do you, my lord Oswald?