"Then why aren't you eating it, mate?" Charles teased, almost offering another bite from his own food just to test Edwin's patience, and pride maybe. If he didn't want to be fed like a baby, then he should eat!

"Right, I haven't seen the clothes on you yet, so I think it's still gonna be good when you're ready, even with my help," Charles grinned, all too excited to see Edwin in the clothes he and Crystal picked. "Crystal helped but yeah, tried not to get too flashy ones, so I'm happy you found some you like," he said, amused. Though he stopped for a moment, looking over the pile of prepared clothes. "Just wish you could've been there, yeah? It was fun," he shrugged, smiling to himself. Then he spared a glance at Edwin's work, almost as if he were afraid of it. Maybe he was, though. "I could look, yeah, but I don't think I'd be able to help much," he murmured. "You're better at this stuff."