Edward stared as he carefully gathered the last. It was quite a bit, he stuffed them into his pocket. He backed up as she came closer and pointed his small blade up at her. "Course ya've a right ta cry. Yer rich aren't ya? You've a right ta do anythin' ya want since the law's always on yer side. Lousy old bat. An' I do make my own choices, it led me to this moment didn' it?" He grinned but looked suspicious as she came closer as if she would attack him.

He reached down into the muck, some that he was certain was rained down horse manure, and threw it at her face. "Don' get clos'r! I'm warn'n ya!" He really didn't feel like using the blade on her. There was being rough and then there was hurting someone to the point of going to jail. So far he'd been able to stay on the side that kept him out of being locked away.