Izzy nods again, mind already making lists for himself. He's needed this. He's missed this, more than anything. Being at Edward's side with clear orders and a way to execute them. It's fucking exhilarating.

And as a little, extra, special treat, they get a moment of just them time, as well.

Almost a shame to ruin it by speaking, so he stays quiet for a while, but..

Well. He does have to ask.

"Edward.." seeing as business has concluded, "I do have to ask. The beard n' war paint. What's changed?"