Angel. A very cute blond angel. Edmund's first assessment was correct.
He accepted Al's help up, although once he was steady on his feet he was quite all right, glancing with intrigue at the sweet-faced young man who had come to his aid. Intrigue, and a bit of sun-dazed wonderment, blinking at the halo that seemed to appear around the figure before him. That was the sun, right?
He was still squeezing Al's hand. It was warm, soft, welcoming. "I'm not...staying...anywhere," Edmund admittedly with a slight blush. "I got here seconds ago. The last thing I remember, I was on a train to Cambridge. And now...here I am. I haven't the faintest idea where to stay, much less a translator. I'm good at learning languages!" he piped in, feeling quite the fool in front of the attractive young man who'd come to his rescue. "Just...I might need a little help learning it. If you did have a few minutes to help me get settled...that'd be lovely."
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He accepted Al's help up, although once he was steady on his feet he was quite all right, glancing with intrigue at the sweet-faced young man who had come to his aid. Intrigue, and a bit of sun-dazed wonderment, blinking at the halo that seemed to appear around the figure before him. That was the sun, right?
He was still squeezing Al's hand. It was warm, soft, welcoming. "I'm not...staying...anywhere," Edmund admittedly with a slight blush. "I got here seconds ago. The last thing I remember, I was on a train to Cambridge. And now...here I am. I haven't the faintest idea where to stay, much less a translator. I'm good at learning languages!" he piped in, feeling quite the fool in front of the attractive young man who'd come to his rescue. "Just...I might need a little help learning it. If you did have a few minutes to help me get settled...that'd be lovely."