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[Rogue keeps rubbing his shoulder trying her best to be comforting. It's such a hard situation, and she can't fight the feeling that she isn't giving the right advice, that somehow she's making this worse. The only thing she could really do was be there for him, listen to him. Maybe he'd figure it out on her own. That's what Logan always let her do. He gave her room to make mistakes, but he was there to help there.]

Shit, Eddie.

[It's so heavy, all the's gone through. She can't imagine being that young and knowing how she dies.]

I'm... I'm not sure. I wish I could tell you the right thing to make it all better. But maybe... I think you need to figure out you. That, or have faith that when the time comes, your friends will make the right decision. [If that was leaving him in the sewers or not, she was unsure.]

(In Rogue's defense, there were times where everything just became too much for Eddie. This was one of those times, and it was easily the most volatile he's ever felt. Maybe it wasn't perfect advice, but if anything, her pointing out that he didn't want to ruin his friendships over this would be the one essential thing that would ultimately take root from this conversation. Because Rogue was right: he didn't want to lose his friends.

The future image hurt a lot. It hurt a lot because Eddie felt a lot, and there was a lot to be hurt by, but all the same, it was an image and his friends were his Here And Now Reality. He didn't know those strangers that abandoned him.

It's something that would come to keep him up the next few nights.

He opens his hand up to look at the faded scar across his palm from their original promise. He looks up at Rogue, looking tired, and far too old for any twelve year old.)

I think faith is my only option right now. It just...I can't talk to them right now. (He frowns, staring at his knees, before looking directly at Rogue.)

Does that make sense? It hurts to not go find Richie. He- He's...I don't like him being alone. He...doesn't...do well when he's alone and someone's gotta take care of him. And Bill...he's already got all this guilt...and Stan...

(Eddie scarcely knows how to deal with that. He closes his mouth and grinds his teeth, thinking.)

I want to be with them. But I don't know if I should. I feel like. We all need some time to think. Does that...make sense?

[Rogue will hold him and rock him gently as long as he feels he needs. He's too young to carry this weight. They all were.]

Do you want me to check in on them? Make sure everyone's doing alright?

[He probably wouldn't but it was always the thought that counted. Her Southern Hospitality dictated she at least offer.]

If you feel that way, you're probably right. Maybe you'll fall back into place at the right time. [She offers him a sympathetic smile.]

If you want, you can stay here with me for a few days. I can take the couch.

...(It's not a horrible idea, but he also didn't want to make them feel like they were being babysat either.)

Richie's in the Greenery. He...should be okay, but if he seems really upset, just...I don't know. Humor him or something.

(Eddie has spent years fostering the perfect routine for keeping Richie feeling wanted without seeming like he was trying too hard. There was a delicate balance so that Richie wouldn't get too obnoxious over the attention. Eddie didn't know how to entrust that as well as explain that to someone else.)

It's okay. I don't want to be a burden. I've got a place set up at the Observation Deck. Plus. I'm working on something.

(He looks down at his colorful hands. Maybe it wasn't important in the long run, but it was cathartic to do. It wasn't the same sort of artistic liberty Bill might take, but that was okay.)

Thanks though. This has..been more than enough. Sorry to be such a baby about all this.

Humor him, got it.

[Rogue wasn't sure when she'd become the mom friend, but it was an uncanny truth at this point. Kitty had been an even bigger mom than her, though. The bitch.]

No! Eddie, sugar, you know you're never a burden to me. Don't think that. If you ever want to stay with me, you just let me know. [She smiles hopefully reassuringly.] You'll have to show me whatever it is when you're done. Must be big, to leave you covered in chalk. [Give him a little confidence about his whole endeavor.]

You're not a baby, Eddie. I'm not gonna let you think that.

(It was pretty hard not to become the mom friend with these boys, in her defense.

Eddie smiles a little bit at Rogue's insistence.)

Naw I know. It's why I came to you. I..knew I could. (Even if he felt bad about it, he at least didn't feel like it wasn't an option at all. That was important.)

When things are better, you can always stay with us too. Richie, Bill, and I all sleep in the same room anyway so there's a lot of spare room.

(He sounds a little sad as he says this because honestly, he'd gotten used to sleeping with either one of the two boys.)

It's...pretty huge, yeah. (His smile grows a little bit more before fading rather quickly.)

Thanks Rogue. You really are a good friend.

Well, thank you, sugar. [She knew she wouldn't take him up on that- she liked having her own private space. It was far safer, and she didn't want to have to deal with one of the kids accidentally touching her.[

Like a constant sleepover.

[She had to bet that was good for them all, when they weren't dealing with this ridiculous amount of bullshit.]

Hey- I'm just doing what any older sister would do.

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