(The scars had been a heavy weight to hold over the past few years but they had kept his heart together when things were at their worst.)
...Okay well. We defeat IT. Both in the 80s and in the 50s. Afterwards we make a promise that if IT ever comes back that we'll come back too and fight IT.
(It's really as simple as that. He opened his mouth to explain about the other promises he had made, but realizes he can't. Not without having to explain everything that had come with them. Seeing himself dying in the sewers and the promise the Losers had made back on some spaceship that they wouldn't just abandon each other. The promise he'd made with Chloe after she had killed him that they wouldn't let this town do that to them again.
Those things were too big, and he thought one day he could tell Richie, but not today. Some part of him wasn't sure he should ever tell Richie about the future he had seen.
In any case as his own words freeze, so do Richie's, and he can see it plain as day. There's something there and it can be any number of things- God only knows how hellish that summer had been for them all. So Eddie rolls his hand over and he's holding Richie's hand again. Only this time it's for Richie's sake instead of his own.
A silent you don't need to suffer alone.
A soft breath sucks between his lips and he stares at Richie for a second too long. That...
That didn't seem quite right. Eddie couldn't put his finger on what was so off about it though. Richie from before had come after then too- one of the Richies anyway. And he had seen that memory with Richie. It had put a certain look on Richie's face back then too all right, but this look. That look in Richie's eyes was different. No...That look reminded him a lot more of his Richie from the fifties after he'd encountered IT for the first time.)
Right. I forgot that's what happened in your timeline. In mine IT doesn't break my arm. Bowers does. He corners me after...
(His tongue feels like slush in his mouth and he stares down at their hands.)
I forget. There's some weird differences between what we remember. (He wasn't going to pry Richie. Maybe Richie really was telling him the truth, but if he wasn't then clearly he just wasn't ready to talk. Eddie couldn't blame him for that. It isn't like he had ever told any of the Losers the full story of the leper. Sure he had told him that there was a leper, but he'd completely left out the part where the leper had offered him a blowjob. The things the leper had said.)
I saw that, you know. In some weird...memory bubble thing. (Eddie smiles at Richie then, and there's a bit of clearing up in his eyes as he remembers. He nudges Richie's shoulder with his free hand.)
You were so fucking cool. Like Jesus! It about to rip our faces off and you just-. (Eddie bites the inside of his cheek, looking from Richie's eyes to his shoulders to his eyes again, and he swallows.)
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(The scars had been a heavy weight to hold over the past few years but they had kept his heart together when things were at their worst.)
...Okay well. We defeat IT. Both in the 80s and in the 50s. Afterwards we make a promise that if IT ever comes back that we'll come back too and fight IT.
(It's really as simple as that. He opened his mouth to explain about the other promises he had made, but realizes he can't. Not without having to explain everything that had come with them. Seeing himself dying in the sewers and the promise the Losers had made back on some spaceship that they wouldn't just abandon each other. The promise he'd made with Chloe after she had killed him that they wouldn't let this town do that to them again.
Those things were too big, and he thought one day he could tell Richie, but not today. Some part of him wasn't sure he should ever tell Richie about the future he had seen.
In any case as his own words freeze, so do Richie's, and he can see it plain as day. There's something there and it can be any number of things- God only knows how hellish that summer had been for them all. So Eddie rolls his hand over and he's holding Richie's hand again. Only this time it's for Richie's sake instead of his own.
A silent you don't need to suffer alone.
A soft breath sucks between his lips and he stares at Richie for a second too long. That...
That didn't seem quite right. Eddie couldn't put his finger on what was so off about it though. Richie from before had come after then too- one of the Richies anyway. And he had seen that memory with Richie. It had put a certain look on Richie's face back then too all right, but this look. That look in Richie's eyes was different. No...That look reminded him a lot more of his Richie from the fifties after he'd encountered IT for the first time.)
Right. I forgot that's what happened in your timeline. In mine IT doesn't break my arm. Bowers does. He corners me after...
(His tongue feels like slush in his mouth and he stares down at their hands.)
I forget. There's some weird differences between what we remember. (He wasn't going to pry Richie. Maybe Richie really was telling him the truth, but if he wasn't then clearly he just wasn't ready to talk. Eddie couldn't blame him for that. It isn't like he had ever told any of the Losers the full story of the leper. Sure he had told him that there was a leper, but he'd completely left out the part where the leper had offered him a blowjob. The things the leper had said.)
I saw that, you know. In some weird...memory bubble thing. (Eddie smiles at Richie then, and there's a bit of clearing up in his eyes as he remembers. He nudges Richie's shoulder with his free hand.)
You were so fucking cool. Like Jesus! It about to rip our faces off and you just-. (Eddie bites the inside of his cheek, looking from Richie's eyes to his shoulders to his eyes again, and he swallows.)
You've always got my back like no one else.