Yeah, I’m fine. [ Assuming that Edward is referring to the scratches, which are healing on their own anyway, the red of his eyes disappears back into brown with a blink.

He frowns at the cats, a little unnerved by their extra tails and eyes, but mostly hurt by their hatred. Hopefully they’d grow accustomed to him once he proved not to be a threat. ]

I guess they don’t like the way I smell. [ Maybe it’s because he’s a dog, but he hopes not.

Anyway, he looks over at the newly created wall with an impressed rise of his eyebrows. ]

Did you make that though? It happened so fast, I couldn’t figure out what was happening.