"No, it's good you slept, shut up," Edwin said, finally giving Oliver a proper kiss. He moved to better accommodate his shift, and as he settled in again he kicked his shoes off, leaving his feet still hanging over the side of the bed. "I'm okay. Last night was..." He paused, making a face as he considered his wording. "It was challenging," he settled on. I've only slept like three hours, I'm exhausted. How are you? Are you hurt?"