Edwin turned and stepped in front of Oliver, moving so they could be face to face. It gave him a chance to give Oliver a more tender kiss, and wrap his arms around his waist again. He knew Oliver well enough at this point to recognize his more purposeful breaths, and he didn't want to be the reason for any of that discomfort that Oliver might be feeling. He smiled softly at the idea of putting the little Jack ornaments on it. "I'd like that."
He bit his lip then, considering Oliver's request. "I don't want Them near my family," he explained, but quickly sighed. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't dying for a few photos, though. I miss them. I wouldn't mind being able to show you everybody, either." He considered for a moment longer, before smiling coyly. "Oh, do you? I have plenty to give you, too, but I'm just talking about when we get upstairs tonight."