"He does-" Edward frowned. Even as an absolute it was not a pleasant one. But there was a thought there briefly, and gone, something -- something else.

"Did. Will. It's centuries ago now," Nearly two before Edward had been woken to never sleep again from it's start. "-but I can't tell where he is during all of it yet."

Eight decades was a large amount of time, and Carlisle's mind wasn't nearly as helpful to him at present as he was used to it being even in his most distressed.