[It was all he knew how to say. The fallout from whatever it was that Qrow Branwen had witnessed in his vision had been greater than either of them had planned. Oscar knew he was a fool-- But visions of that horrible creature of chitin and wrath haunted him in his attempts to put his consciousness back together.
He couldn't seem to escape.
... Interestingly, it wasn't Chara that had his nerves steeled for combat despite being the one to stab him through the heart. Oscar took an odd level of comfort with the sheer honesty of the strange kid. The warning he was given while his consciousness faded made him wonder--
But his curiosity didn't matter.
He didn't have a body of his own.
Oscar had watched the goings of the day through the hollow detachment of Paul's perspective. The ether between life and death afforded the chance to see connections he was otherwise blind to because of his own biases. Likewise, truths he couldn't see were revealed:
He was already far more like Oz than he wanted to be.
Shame and worry had kept him quiet until this moment-- and he knew he needed to be gentle with the young prince he had been trying to advise.
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[It was all he knew how to say. The fallout from whatever it was that Qrow Branwen had witnessed in his vision had been greater than either of them had planned. Oscar knew he was a fool--
But visions of that horrible creature of chitin and wrath haunted him in his attempts to put his consciousness back together.
He couldn't seem to escape.
... Interestingly, it wasn't Chara that had his nerves steeled for combat despite being the one to stab him through the heart. Oscar took an odd level of comfort with the sheer honesty of the strange kid. The warning he was given while his consciousness faded made him wonder--
But his curiosity didn't matter.
He didn't have a body of his own.
Oscar had watched the goings of the day through the hollow detachment of Paul's perspective. The ether between life and death afforded the chance to see connections he was otherwise blind to because of his own biases. Likewise, truths he couldn't see were revealed:
He was already far more like Oz than he wanted to be.
Shame and worry had kept him quiet until this moment-- and he knew he needed to be gentle with the young prince he had been trying to advise.
Slowly, carefully, he continued:]
Don't panic. I'm not going to hurt you.