"Maybe you should've been a risk analyst too." He said but knew that, while Eddie found the job interesting, Richie would've hated it. Math may have played an important part in what he did but Richie had always been a little fidgety. He was smart but that brilliance had always been overshadowed by Richie's constant need to move and speak and work off whatever abundance of energy kept him moving and speaking. He wouldn't have liked sitting still long enough to research trends. He would've been bored and unhappy.
He may have shivered a little as Richie's thumb moved along the sensitive skin of his inner thigh chasing away lingering thoughts of Richie as the risk analyst. He smiled a little at those words and moved a hand to touch the comedian's jaw, thumb rubbing through the stubble there. His hair still needed to be cut but it wasn't as horrible as Eddie had tried to claim. "I want what you want." He said after a moment because, yes, he sort of did want to focus on the other seventy-five percent but knew that, maybe, Richie wasn't feeling it yet or ready to focus on that. Getting worked up and wanting to do those things wasn't exactly the same as being ready for them or feeling like the moment was right. He'd stated what he would like to do but he was fine with waiting.
"Here's a thought... and I know it's going to be weird coming from me but, you know, hear me out. What if we focus on neither?" He suggested with a shrug. "Not the twenty-five percent or the seventy-five percent. None of it. What if we just take this slowly and see where we end up at?" No pressure on either of them that way. It didn't matter if one or the other decided they weren't ready because there was no goal in mind here. "I mean... the most we've done is a lot of cuddling and some kissing. We could start there, throw in some touching since you're doing that already and I don't want you to stop." He offered. They could work from there. Maybe it wasn't dragging each other into the bedroom but it was a step in that direction.