Edwin glanced back over his shoulder, looking at his now just socked feet and sighing at the idea of getting back on them already. "Yeah, I guess," he grumped, not fully upset over having to get back up again, but definitely regretting having to pull himself away from Oliver again, especially when being horizontal already felt so nice. Even though he'd seemed grumpy a moment before, when he looked back at Oliver he was smiling again. He kissed Oliver again, then dramatically groaned as he scooted back off of Oliver and the bed. "I keep hoping that my body is getting more used to all this, but nope," he said as he arched his back to crack it. He straightened up and tried to shake out each of his feet before offering Oliver help getting up, not sure how sore he was feeling this time. "Sorry I couldn't scoop you up off the floor."