He knew there was likely nothing between the two, Edward knew the Colonel well enough to know that even if it sometimes didn't seem like it, he did care deeply for those he kept around them. He sipped at the whiskey as he listened, almost choking at the remark about tongue. That made a few memories flash through his head, times where he was more in his imagination than in the present when with someone.

"Yeah, you run your tongue quite a bit." His face went even redder. Fuck. Maybe Ed didnt know better than to mix his drinks.