Given Delite was suddenly trembling and holding on to Jack, muttering something so rapidly and disjointed that Edward was not even sure what language it was in, he felt as if he didn't even have to say anything to that. Definitely a mistake. He looked at Jonathan anyway, right on cue when the whimper started. Of course, Delite would be vocal. "Better don't get turned on by him."

Or at least avoid Jack seeing him get turned on. Edward was curious, honestly, how this would affect Jack. Morbidly curious. "How you doing, Jack?"