"Looks like an interrogation room," Edward observed, eying the hooks and needles. Somehow that made it more exciting for him. Voluntary toture? Perhaps. He hadn't been tortured for a while. Maybe he missed it. Maybe he just wanted to upset Henry. Maybe he just wanted a thrill. Hard to say, in a mind like Edward's.
"Aren't you supposed tot alk to me? Tell me what you're doing as you do it?" Years of panic therapy had taught him, trained him to remain calm, no matter what the situation.