Amy, in particular, was very much interested in what his answer was going to be. And because he knew whatever he said would determine the mood in the room for the next hour or so that he was around, Edward took his time answering.
"Never mind that," he finally said. By now, the apple was half-done and browning on the exposed edges. "You were telling me about your math problem."
Amy sighed audibly. She turned around once again to empty the contents of the egg pan into her own plate.
"I don't have a math problem." Gu went back to his food, visibly disinterested in the conversation now that they had shifted the focus to his homework. "I aced my exams last term."
"Good for you guru," Edward teased. "But seriously, let me see the question."
Edward didn't know exactly what was compelling him, but he found himself unnaturally interested in helping his girlfriend's brother with his math work. He had always been good in math.
