Even though he was no scholar, Edwin understood death from a certain point of view. He himself had already transitioned through the mouth of death to become more than what was destined for him. The Second Descent is his past, present and future until the End Times.
He already like Mr. Regan, even as he watched the mortician remove the four guardians.
Edwin nodded with obvious respect for the work the Shadow performed, a grin on his face. "I have to say, I like you, Mr. Regan. The reason behind your work is one that I adopt also, in a manner of speaking. One night, I can only hope that my own...spirit can rest in death."