There’s something endearing about the way Ed wraps the towel around his shoulders, though using it as a blanket in that way does nothing for Stede’s more immediate problem with wandering eyes. But if that’s what makes Ed comfortable, then so be it. Certainly no one in this world is going to mind.

The joke very nearly goes over his head, and he has to actively fight a smile when it finally does land. He clears his throat in an attempt to mask it. “No one here will think twice about that, but you really should consider charging before putting on a show.”

Now there’s the matter of where they’re going to go. “There’s a park nearby,” he muses out loud as he leads them to the exit. “I could also offer up my room in the Down, but it’s not guaranteed to be private. We get roommates down there whether we like it or not.”