Edward curled in to Kakai's lap, needing to just be, for a moment. His eyes closed, a smile touching his lips. His posture relaxed, he felt safe, for the moment.
Henry fingered the leather whip. He looked to Kakia and nodded. "I'm tired of being in his shadow. I want to break free. I don't know who I am, but I liked how it felt. The blood trickling down his back. Power, over him. Finally." He'd only had knowledge of Edward for a couple of months before Edward managed to get his own body, but those few months had seemed like an eternity to Henry, fearing for his family, never knowing what he'd wake up to, after Edward had been around. He felt he'd lost control of his life, of his family, of everything. He wanted to gain a little of that control back, and he didn't think that was so horrible.