"I would love another cup of tea," Pam said when offered. "Thank you, that's so sweet." She had watched the whole repositioning of Chase's ankle quietly, wincing at how swollen he looked, and wondered if there was anything that she could help with that wasn't already being done, but she couldn't imagine that any of her advice was something not covered by Cecilia. Plus, human anatomy wasn't the same as animal anatomy, and at that moment, she didn't want to guess how Chase's ankle was different from a cat's.
Edwin just arched an eyebrow at Oliver, wanting to tease back, but very much knowing that Oliver was right, and he didn't want him to stay away. He allowed himself a grunt in protest, before moving on and collecting this next batch of toast. "I guess we can ride. I don't mind either way, and I think after all this, the mood isn't so great for a romantic uphill stroll anymore. Unless you want to. If I get tired, you have to carry me though."