Easy there, daddy-o. (Eddie says this so simply and easily. The fifties slang is as natural to him as anything, and if Richie needed further proof there was a bit of a scrunch in his brow at the mention of Star Trek.)

Yeah I still don’t know what Star Trek is. We never got to watching it. But yeah. I guess not. You would definitely have acted differently when we saw each other.

(Eddie chews at the inside of his cheek, not sure how much he should say. His hands rest on his hips and well, there was that too. No broken arm on Eddie.)

You uh. You kind of died here. And then vanished a couple weeks later. Maybe that’s why you don’t remember. (His voice is quieter on saying this and now his slightly desperate greeting might have made a teensy more sense. Eddie glances over at the wall, chewing on his lip.)

Plus. We weren’t talking too much anymore. So...I don’t know. I told you it was doubly weirder than summer.