Edwin nodded, and while he was definitely reluctant to leave Oliver on a day like today, he understood all the same. "Well, maybe while you're off doing that I'll make you that honey garlic salmon I was talking about for lunch," he offered, smiling. "If you want. Chicken's probably a better lunch food. I... Don't listen to me. I'll make lunch. You tell me where to find you when it's done, and I'm there."
He pulled Oliver into another little kiss. "I hope this went better than you expected it to," he said, "and I hope the next one goes okay, too. I don't... I have no idea how that's going to go."