It was damning enough information, in Edward's estimation. Both of them were more astute than he would have initially given them, which was most definitely a mistake on his part. As stupid as Damon thought his sniffing around was, he felt reasonably more informed than if he had neglected to do so. Safer, though... not really. It wasn't himself he was worried for. He had to admit to himself, as long as another vampire didn't so much as look twice at Bella, he really had no interest in what they did otherwise. He couldn't systematically change his kind, he could only keep safe what was his.

Besides, he wouldn't be surprised if the brothers conferred with each other later on and the matter of his telepathy was brought to light. Having let it slip to one, however, he was remaining mum for the moment. There would be no chance for trying to hide anything under another layer of thoughts. Not many could do it, but vampire minds were different than humans. Such a feat was simpler.

Edward stared down at Damon, giving him a pointed look before the edges of his lips turned into a wry smile. There was nothing sheepish about him now. "I'm afraid not. I always have trouble putting them back in, you know?"