"Riddle me this, Jonny. Is anything too easy as long as it's worth having?" Edward felt that he was well worth any amount of effort it took to get him, even if said effort was none whatsoever.

Edward stepped into the place and looked around, not really surprised by what he saw. Smelled basically like Jonathan, like an underground library where someone smoked weed and cooked meth. Seemed about right. He inspected it with interest anyway, mostly focusing on the books. "So I gather."

He didn't wait for any invite, he started organising the books into more logical piles and freeing up surface space without any hesitation, as if he had every right to do so. "Living alone. I envy that."