An interesting but not unwelcome answer, and Ed is right. He's proud. That thing calling itself Edward before, that phantom, never would have had the strength.

Izzy's brows pin high before it's shrugged off. So they broke up, no wonder Ed's testy beyond the obvious disorientation of waking up here. Which is, he assumes, what's happened now he knows a bit more about the sitch. Perhaps he owes the Captain an apology.

Izzy considers it with a soft hum as he takes a sip of his own drink. He probably should have eaten something today. Hm.

So the romance was short lived once shit got serious. Good. It was a tough lesson, but so long as it was learned and Edward got out, that's good enough. Good enough and now Edward is here. With Izzy. Where he fucking belongs. What a wonderful day to be him.

"I know it hurts, but you really are better off. You and your blondes, I swear."