The road is long with company, taken alone it is interminable. Internally it hits him that from now on, he will walk alone in the wastes. Forced to deal with every trial and tribulation alone and dealing with the vast, endless stretch of road alone and lonely. This, he feels is his price for doing things his own way.

It's what I deserve... it's what he deserves.

There's a part of Oscar that wants to tell the Legendary stranger that he wasn't alone until recently. He still figures that he shouldn't tell him about Zenigata, it's still very much none of his business and... well. He's had an intense stare, his eyes such a vivid light blue they practically burn with destructive fire. But the way Joshua is looking at him right now... his eyes are gentle, still burning brightly, but with something that warms, that nurtures life instead of destroying it.

Oscar doesn't want it to stop for any reason, wants to held in that gaze for as long as possible. (And he doesn't know why.)

"I try."