[to will it hasn't been much time at all since he last saw eddie -- but he was smaller, then, smaller and shivery and scared, like will himself. he can see the slight changes, hear them in eddie's voice, in the way he moves, and he knows in his gut it's been a while. and he hates it. he hates not knowing what's happened to his-- to eddie.
but the smile is the same. it's lopsided and crooked like lightning up and down will's spine, and it's like no time at all has passed. he doesn't even think about taking the offered hand, pressing his own cold one to the notches of the scars, stomach swooping.
it's completely the wrong time, wrong place, but will grins back like the sun coming up.]
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but the smile is the same. it's lopsided and crooked like lightning up and down will's spine, and it's like no time at all has passed. he doesn't even think about taking the offered hand, pressing his own cold one to the notches of the scars, stomach swooping.
it's completely the wrong time, wrong place, but will grins back like the sun coming up.]
I'm fast. I'll be right behind you.