Charles's smile widened as he watched Edwin work through his relief. They didn't mess up the spell, that it was going away soon... and that they would be dead in no time was... well, it made Edwin happy. It was what he wanted. And it was the goal they would have worked toward anyway. So Charles tried to be truly happy about it. Everything was fine...

So Charles moved to Edwin again, reaching for him as he spoke.

"Right, and..." but he stopped when Edwin continued about his promise from earlier. Charles did feel a burn in his cheeks too at the memories. "Yeah, okay, right," he nodded, moving closer to put a hand on Edwin's waist. He let go of a trembling breath and let himself think about the next few days and what it all meant. "How about we- we do stuff during the day? Like, try things ghosts can't do, and the nights... so the nights we, I..." Because he was sure Edwin wouldn't just want to do it like rabbits, which Charles would be terribly down with. "Maybe we could find a bed somewhere?"