Edward shook his head, a nuanced movement that Eridan would wholly feel what with Eddie's head right against his shoulder. At this angle, Eridan couldn't see Eddie roll up his blue eyes. He had returned to his prior pinning position, post-slap.

"It isn't so literal, Eridan."

He knew the Alternian would use every innuendo, every word slide, to dodge the meat of his meaning. It was expected. What Eddie proposed only promised an inferno from a candle, a status quo upheaval. But in that chaos breathed organized opportunity.

"You require my perspective once more. You realize this, don't you?"