And you know very well where he's always been? [He lowers his voice.] Don't you? [It seems so much more sinister, when it's whispered like that. A fleeting, ethereal implication, a questioning of Bradbury's Mitchell authority. It was like a light slap, a cheeked chastisement over Bradbury's own cop-out answer.]

I simply can't help but find your mutual history fascinating. [Eddie shrugged.] You probably find mine with Mitchell just as entrancing. [And Edward smirked, his eyes narrowing lazily.]