Ed knew he had to be patient. While he didn't know Jonathan long yet, he had been observing him closely during that time and he knew he wasn't always all that vocal, quite introspective, not easy to read. Maybe he'd find him easier to understand when he knew him better, but right now it was a struggle. He had to be patient, he reminded himself again, only to realise that about two seconds had passed since he last told himself that. Damn it.

"...I'm trash, right?" Ah, patience. Not his virtue.