|| @bonnystede || - “Is that blood?!”
ᒥ☠ᒧ— Hmm. Only with Bonnet would he be caught in such a interesting situation. He was without choice, it would seem, so Edward sighs gently and he then tries to answer Stede. "No--Well, yes. Definitely blood, yeah."
"Not mine," Edward assures the other first, if he had been worried. "But yeah, blood." With a disturbing amount of calm, his drags his boot through the puddle and across the wood of the deck.
Edward then settles his hands on his hips, still focused on the pool to avoid eye contact with the blonde man. "Would you believe me if I said I don't have a clue who this is from?" He did, but he was hoping maybe the other would catch on to his attempt to not give that away.
"Oh, its not a person’s, either." Ah, he almost forgot that bit. Though, it would seem Edward just blatantly contradicted his former statement trying, again, to reassure the other hopefully had that been a concern. He’s quick to realize his contradiction, though, and tries to back-pedal, ”Not that I know that.”