It only took Edwin a moment to take in the scene, to sort out what had happened and to realize the weight of Charles' presence. He felt that he should probably take him up so he could have the sofa, since Edwin himself wasn't likely to fall back to sleep, but at the same time, he didn't want to wake him if he'd only fallen asleep himself recently.

So he moved as carefully as possible, levering himself a little more fully upright against the arm of the sofa where he was, moving carefully, remembering to rely on his good arm rather than his dominant one as it was the one that was injured. Re-situated he gently shifted the blanket off of himself and over Charles instead, hesitating only briefly before trailing his fingers across the other boy's curls, smiling faintly at the sensation.

That done, however, he picked up the pictures to go over them again, flipping to a fresh page of his notebook to jot down the symbols as best he could, pulling the first book off the top of the stack to leaf through it for anything that would help.