Edwin remains where he is, finding it easier to force his body to not move than trust his legs to lift him without failing right this moment.<br/><br/>"Nothing human," he answers quietly, "A beast.  It... waited outside.  Tapped at the window until she turned off the light to try and see what it was."<br/><br/>Slowly then, he tries to rise carefully, and without touching his suit with his damp hands.  "Not the day to have worn white," he murmurs as he tries to shake off the lingering images.