[is he? maybe? maybe. he doesn't feel that desire to consume, the way he had before. doesn't feel the need to press in and reshape the chemistry of Eddie's brain until he's working his strings, making wrong feels right. instead he feels sort of - content? like there's something warm just at the edge of his peripherals that he can reach out for, if he needs it.
he can feel some of that trepidation, though. that loose, lingering anxiety of Eddie's. the uncertainty under that determination. he sees Eddie Munson, and wonders if Eddie can see him too. ]
Yeah - yeah I think so. [he wants to squeeze that hand again, so he does. ] You're freaked out. I can feel it.
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Date: 2022-08-17 01:38 pm (UTC)he can feel some of that trepidation, though. that loose, lingering anxiety of Eddie's. the uncertainty under that determination. he sees Eddie Munson, and wonders if Eddie can see him too. ]
Yeah - yeah I think so. [he wants to squeeze that hand again, so he does. ] You're freaked out. I can feel it.