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[ The silence on Penguin's end while the words sank into his skull were met with Ed coughing until he calmed down somewhat and resisted the urge to do so and cause any sort of injury. He's grateful they're not in the same room. What a mess he is. ]

Before we were an item. [ He corrects. The murder part was a given. She obviously doesn't remember that or he would have directly said this was a huge problem. This might be more important, since she wouldn't have a reason to want to get close to him. He couldn't ...accidentally hurt her. Again. It's a good thing. Maybe. He doesn't know what to feel right now. ]

She trusts me. I could vouch for you. [ That's what he's worried about, right? ]