The stutter was definitely less obvious right now. Maybe it was because he had food, maybe that forced him to actually relax his jaw and mouth enough. Maybe it was him. Edward took note, as he always did, and decided to see it as flattery, as he often did as well. "My observer then. I'm sure mom couldn't possibly object to that. Much more dignified."

He drank from his coke and also took note of how quickly Jonathan was decimating that chicken. He'd not have much time to make up his mind. Inevitable. "I'll come with you. What's the worst that could happen?"

He wondered.