Jon couldn't have reeled back faster if he fucking tried but someone was touching his face. That was weird, right? That wasn't just him. It was strange to touch a guys face. "Watch it, son!" Fucking hell. He huffed and threw his arms out, looking at Edward like he was insane. "You can just s-s-say advise."

But of course not, it was Edward. He had to interact, he had to have center stage and he had to command that same focus and attention from Jonathan.

"Christ." Rolling his eyes, Jon just gestured ahead again. "F-Fucking loony, boy."