The pump in his chest felt like it was hammering far faster than it needed to. He didn't need that fight or flight line to kick in now of all times. When there was no rebuttal, no argument that York isn't what he said he is, some of the anger seemed to steam out. There is a bit of steamed breath he let out. His system was running hot.

Did Ed actually believe him? He pulled the hood up to cover his face in shadow. "...I should probably go."