"No worries." Edward felt on edge, almost missing what Sam was actually talking about. Jonathan didn't do well in confinement, he was meant for freedom. He didn't do well around people either, especially not when he was agitated. He was worried for him, of course he was. In his own way, he was as protective over Jonathan as he could be. "Don't mention it."

He got up and ran all ten fingers through his hair, trying to think of whether there was anything else he could think to say. "Solitary confinement would be better for Jonathan. He rubs people the wrong way."