They show their usual patience with moving Oswald. Taking as long as necessary, helping as much as allowed and then pulling out a handkerchief and pressing it to Oswald's hand, to let him clean up.

He takes off his own shoes, eyeing the room for the first time with mind to whether or not they could live in here together. Ed doesn't need much from a space he rests in. He considers the library far more his domain than anywhere with a bed.

The vest comes off and is hung over a chair. He stretches out on the bed, in his shirt and pants and socks and then sets his glasses aside. They're not comfortable to wear face planted in a pillow.