The moment Edwin moved, Charles was on his feet too. He blinked as the blanket fell from his shoulder, feeling warmth pooling in his chest about it. He picked it up and put it on the armrest of the sofa.
"Yeah, how about you stay here, right? I take whatever money's left in the jar and get something to eat. So you can work, and then we can have food too. I can't really help with this stuff anyway," Charles said, motioning toward the books. He wasn't too comfortable with Edwin walking around injured and alive if he was honest. Even if he would have loved to take him out, but... that may not have been smart.
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Date: 2025-02-26 07:18 pm (UTC)"Yeah, how about you stay here, right? I take whatever money's left in the jar and get something to eat. So you can work, and then we can have food too. I can't really help with this stuff anyway," Charles said, motioning toward the books. He wasn't too comfortable with Edwin walking around injured and alive if he was honest. Even if he would have loved to take him out, but... that may not have been smart.