It wasn't like Charles felt there was anything to do in the moment he decided to go with Edwin. He clung to the only thing that made him smile and feel safe. He didn't exactly know that it would bloom into love soon, but it did.

Charles moved his head too, eying Edwin as he answered. God, he loved him so much. He wished he could give him the world... but wasn't that selfish? The world was alive in Charles's eyes, and they were dead... and Edwin didn't want the world of the living. So maybe Charles wanted the world for himself, with Edwin in it. He smiled either way, tears rolling down his cheeks, leaning in to brush his lips against Edwin's.

"Can we stay like this a bit more?" he asked quietly. He didn't feel he was ready to just walk out of here yet. It would make it more real, that he was a ghost again.