Edward isn't sure what worse is, but there's a whole section of his mind and focus, always specifically Carlisle when he is close enough to be heard, that is blanketed in unperceived blackness.

And he isn't sure what could be worse, what could be next.

He's paying more attention to it than anything else.


"Is there anyone or anywhere--" He doesn't even know what he's asking or how to. Only that more has to be done somehow.