"TimeCon is a thing," Edwin confirmed, smirking. "Not as fun as something like Comic Con, but it's kind of interesting if you like antique time pieces." He wouldn't have blamed her if she did want to make fun of him. It was incredibly nerdy.
He was quiet for a moment as he thought about her next question, and he took the moment to gently poke at the nail polish on the hand that he had done, finding it dry. He held his hand out to her, hoping that she'd do a second coat. Hooray for quick dry. "We've talked about it a little, yeah," he told her, nodding. "It's a little complicated, but, not in a way we couldn't figure out a solution. He knows how much I want to be near my family, so..." He let himself trail off, once again wondering how strange that would be for Oliver, and worrying that he would hate living in Arizona. And it still felt weird to him, asking him to move away from his husband's resting place. It was more stuff to think about when they knew that home was an actual possibility. "What about you and Chase?"