After talking with them, he had continued his way, for an hour or so. But then he decided to go back... Yeah, back to that place where he knew a furious old man was waiting for him, to yell at him the million insults that man can figure out...anyway, If he managed to sneak to his room no one would notice. The real reason for going, is that he was starving, he prayed for that man, well, he knew that was impossible, but probably he could be sleeping, or not at that place, which Edward did not dare to call home. He stood in the door way, glancing up at his window, wondering if he should climb up, but he wasnt in the mood for that. If the man was there to yell and him, and probably intend to hurt him, he would sneak away as always. Edward, finally put his hand on the door knob, opening the door slowly, and stepping in, with a loud sigh.