Edward did simply let Jonathan hold his hand, not really considering it worthy of protest. He walked next to him, knowing his way around well enough. As did Jonathan, apparently. They knew what to get and Edward was also noting where the trucks were to be found. Should make it easier to get a few cases of the stuff they needed.

The words had him frown as he considered. "I don't know. Whatever obsession Oswald harboured and mistook as his twisted form of love, I'd assume it must have died down latest when I pulled the trigger."

He shrugged. "It makes no logical sense that he'd continue beyond that. Still, I suppose I can't entirely deny your hypothesis without testing it. However, my dear friend, I'd not want you to feel used."