He's snuggled on Jedao's couch, tucked in next to his thigh, firmly cat-squirrel shaped. It and various dogs are the things Edwin had gotten good at defaulting to when he's not rolling around the barge as an amorphous blob. He doesn't even have to think about maintaining the shape any more, not really.

But he's been quiet tonight, while they've watched episodes of something Edwin hasn't really been following. He's been preoccupied by something almost since movie night, periodically fretting to himself in his cabin until he can get it stuffed down and away enough to go about his day unbothered.

Abruptly, in the middle of an argument between two characters whose names he can't remember, he says, "What do you do if someone stops loving you? How do you know they're stopping? How can you make them... stay?"