[ Mitch was sitting quite comfortably in a simple wood chair, backwards. Arms resting on the back of the chair, and when Eddie woke up, realizing just who it was, he leaned forward, allowing for a creak from the chair. ]
Edward, sleep well?
[ Rhetorical question, of course. It wasn't exactly rest that he'd been knocked into. He gestured somewhat, almost idly. ]
I hope you did. We've needed to have a talk for a while.
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Edward, sleep well?
[ Rhetorical question, of course. It wasn't exactly rest that he'd been knocked into. He gestured somewhat, almost idly. ]
I hope you did. We've needed to have a talk for a while.