The fight with Victoria is over and you stand, shocked, as Edward grabs the dismembered pieces of her and burns them to keep her dead. He finally looks at you and takes a step forward.

"Easy, love. It’s alright. Can you put the rock down for me?" He asks, carefully. You realize you hadn’t dropped the rock you had grabbed. In the fight when Edward was struggling, you had grabbed a rock and cut yourself in order to distract Victoria. It takes a bit of effort, but the sharp rock falls to the ground. He takes another step closer, his hands in the air.

"I’m just going to come and look at it, alright?" He thinks you are afraid of him.

"Good job, love. Everything is alright. Breathe." He gently picks up your arm and frowns, obviously upset with your little stunt, but not wanting to be mad at you now. He will be having a discussion about your punishment for nearly killing yourself to save him later.

"Lovely? Are you alright?" He asks, gently tilting your chin to force you to look at him.