Re: Eddie/Muerte
[It's almost too slow, too quiet, but she stays for a few more minutes. It doesn't stop the small grumble from creeping back into her voice though.] You'll get there. Let it heal, don't try to push too soon, and you'll get there. [Paaaause.] Though if anyone other than your sweetheart hears about this, I'll rip that arm right off your body so that you can never work on your computers again.