Coming back through the wall, Isaac spotted Ed now sitting on the bench once again. "Edmund Clay!" he said sternly, but then thought better of it and headed his way. He'd watched as the two carts had come flying through with no one there and had just sighed. "Ed, I swear, would I lie te ye?" He asked quietly as he approached. "I've been there, I gotten splinched remember, if I thought this would hurt me, I wouldn't be doin' it meself."

"I promise ye, the door will not close befer 11 o'clock and ye got..." Looking up at the clock, "13 minutes left."