Watching Edwin just going almost darker, more square was something Charles never wanted to see again. The contrast between his laughter and then the face he put on after it was told they had to go was... crushing. Charles knew the Night Nurse wouldn't have asked them if there were any other way to do it. They were helping someone, someone who was in need and quickly needed it... So it was a good thing, but... but they were alive for only a short time. So Crystal's touch and her reassurance that they could take this easy, that they could get ice cream before it all... went back to work.

Charles felt his headache more as they started walking and he wasn't sure if it was because of the sudden shift or if it truly got worse. But ice cream was good, and it did take the edge of their newest case. Though, it also raised the question how fast would they need to solve the case...

"Do you think it's really that urgent?" Charles asked.