That does not alleviate any of my concerns, Charles.

[ The facade of a peaceful festival and celebrations does not erase the very real horrors that Charles is describing to him at this moment, and his comment about the infection not hitting him is not as comforting as he might intend. Just because it hadn't hit him this time doesn't mean something worse isn't coming.

Edwin knows better than most to always expect the worst, and when the worst doesn't arrive, anticipate absolute horrifying hell.

He huffs a breath, letting go of Charles' hand to straighten the lapels of his jacket. ]

Well, I hadn't shown up yet, had I? I will find us a way out of this horrorscape. We'll treat this like we'd do with any other case.