Ed pushes his glasses up his nose and takes a moment to think. There's so much he could say, explain how much he's changed here, that he's stopped being so scared of what he wants, that he's stopped trying to fill some impossible mould that James carved and he never managed to fit into. That he's learned more about what he actually feels, even though he prefers to think than feel still.

He decides on the only thing he can really say.

"I'm going to kiss you now.

"Please don't stab me."

And he dips his head down to try and take a soft kiss from Oswald's mouth.