She curls in closer to the both of them, one hand lifting to touch Elliot's cheek.

"Please," she murmurs, "Please, Elliot-- for us. Let's-- try this another way."

He looks first at her, then Edgar, before sighing heavily and nodding. His forehead comes to rest against Rachel's briefly, before he brushes a rough kiss against Edgar's cheek.

"--Okay," he finally relents, "But-- not right now."

"Not right now," Rachel agrees softly, but there's still a freed sort of relief in her eyes, "Right now, you need ice for your shoulder. D'you have any, Ed?"