Edmund's face might have fallen a bit at what Francis said about the Father, but it was gone so quickly, replaced by a sheepish and embarrassed smile.  Francis should really stop praising him, Edmund could feel himself getting addicted to it already.

"You're amazing," he insisted.  "I'm having a good day too, now, thanks to you.  Hey, ah - here."

Noticing the mans empty glass, Edmund tug in his pocket for his last coin and handed it to Francis.  "Only - only if you want another drink."