Eddie looked back, then finally moved, grasping Emmery's arm and escorting him inside; much like a parent leading their child, he sat Emmery down where he had been before. Then he sat on the bed at Dylan's feet. He was caught between surprise and a bit of concern, something he couldn't quite put his finger on, but it was painful nonetheless. "This is a serious thing." He said after a moment, looking directly at Emmery. "You didn't tell him before... you dropped hints, and expected him to pick it up? Or accept it? I'l admit it's childish, but understandable. Emmery, I have a question for you." He paused, looking up, then down to the human. "Do you think it's healthy for any of you---you, Ollie, or Dylan---to harbor these feelings? To dwell on them, draw them out? It's commendable to come to terms enough to admit it... but that's one step. What do you think should happen next?"