Once Charles knew that Edwin was going to do as told, for once, he put his bag down next to them. Then he turned back just to see Edwin getting... undressed. And once again Charles' focus was definitely on the wrong places. He had seen Edwin in various undress before, and sometimes undressing too, but that was more rare. This time he could watch an alive Edwin take off his clothes. And when actual skin was revealed, Charles went still.

He definitely had a body alright, and blood, and it was circulating healthily. 

Once again, Edwin's tone was what brought I'm back to the present. He frowned, looking at the wound. It was half cleaned, it was obvious where Edwin could reach and where he was unable to. So Charles licked his lips and took some of the antiseptic wipes to finish what Edwin started.

"This may sting," he muttered. One of his hands was steadying Edwin, while the other was working. And while he was still scared and worried, he still couldn't stop thinking how warm Edwin was under his touch. When he was done cleaning he leaned closer to check if he could see any splinters. Thankfully, nothing caught his eye, other than Edwin's skin. "Right, hold still. Got some bandages now," Charles muttered, trying to do this in small steps to not get overwhelmed and slip or hurt Edwin somehow.