"Not Like." he grunts, "The Blackbeard."

Maybe he should be more apprehensive about following some bloke around but, well... Ed is fucking exhausted. He needs the break.

He follows Klaus without question or argument, ready to drown his frustrations with liquor. Lots and lots of it. Hopefully Klaus can not only keep up, but tolerate a grumpy, violent drunk that he's probably going to regret inviting out.