Optimism wasn't exactly Edward's strong suit, so he tried to think about it while he held on to the seat, which did take a lot of focus. The screeching of wheels outside was a little distracting. "You don't have loved ones. Less to lose that way."
Was that a bright side? He certainly used to think so. Love was a weakness, after all. His eyes went to Jonathan, checking to see whether he was bracing himself properly. "Hold on to something, Jonathan, you'll hit your head."
There was some strength to be found in companionship.
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Was that a bright side? He certainly used to think so. Love was a weakness, after all. His eyes went to Jonathan, checking to see whether he was bracing himself properly. "Hold on to something, Jonathan, you'll hit your head."
There was some strength to be found in companionship.