This is something neither of them are familiar with. Or any of them, maybe. Ed brings a hand up to stroke Oswald's hair back and then just rest protectively on his neck, hand warm and heavy with relaxation.

He's not a good man. He never has been. But wants to be good for Oswald. He cuddles him close, eyes closed and listening to the sounds of the manor around them.

"Go to sleep, Oswald. I've got you."