[Eddie looks up and stops wiggling his fingers.] I ought to do that now that I have time. Knitting was always something that kept me happy. [He thinks fondly of these years long ago. Before, when he was just a rogue that didn't want to hurt anyone. No politics involved.] What colors?
[His shoes are off, so he gets the idea to take his jacket off and loosen his tie. The tipsiness insists on it. While he's in the process of taking off his tie:] Like an urchin looking in on a toy store at Christmas. I know it's a source of pain and joy. Resentment, love and pettiness that gets washed away easily and then brought back to shore when you least expect it.