"I don't know, Jonny. That toxin of yours, in the open like that, with how used to it I've had to get? Doubt that's doing it." Edward took a step closer and Victor's eyes narrowed, trying to calculate the scythe range. Shit. "Maybe I'm just scared of you."

Maybe he could get through to him if he hit his buttons. Edward figured it was worth a try. Or it'd at least give them a good opening eventually, if he could keep Jonathan focused on him. "The only thing we have to fear, isn't it? You've told me that you are fear itself."

"No clean shot," Victor muttered and Pamela actually wrapped an arm and part of a vine around Harvey to hold him back. Seemed advisable.