"I don't know, man. You want more food?" Because, honestly, after seeing him inhale that? Edward felt that might be the most pressing need. However, he also noted the widening of Jonathan's face, that subtle change in his expression. Jonathan wasn't very expressive, comparatively speaking especially, but he could tell the signs. He reached out, putting two fingers on the side of his neck and feeling his pulse for a moment before running the fingers further down, as a distraction. By the time he reached Jonathan's chest, he'd used his other hand to snatch his phone from him.

He didn't hesitate, he simply put the phone down his pants, actually tucking it in his underwear. There, other things to think about, should keep him from obsessing over just one thing. "We're gonna be in Gotham by tomorrow. My manager will negotiate your contract. Trust me, he'll work it out. He's got a killer business sense. Also he's a killer, so. That helps."