He doesn't mean to, but if anyone understands the pains of not being able to trust your own mind, it's Ed. Especially after recent events.
"I had a bit of a breakdown," he finally says. "Recently. Not eating, not sleeping, taking things to compensate, the hallucinations got- intense." Ed screaming at voices that weren't there, hurling things to silence people long gone.
"Do you want me to eat some first, to prove it's not poisoned?" He nods at the plate in front of Oswald. And it's not an accusation, oddly, just a question.
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He doesn't mean to, but if anyone understands the pains of not being able to trust your own mind, it's Ed. Especially after recent events.
"I had a bit of a breakdown," he finally says. "Recently. Not eating, not sleeping, taking things to compensate, the hallucinations got- intense." Ed screaming at voices that weren't there, hurling things to silence people long gone.
"Do you want me to eat some first, to prove it's not poisoned?" He nods at the plate in front of Oswald. And it's not an accusation, oddly, just a question.