Eddie was a little ashamed by the fact that he couldn't seem to break out of the hold not-Phobos had on him. But it was really tight! And Eddie knew that he'd have a cornucopia of bruises all over his body the next day. At least until he tapped into his site and got some juice that would lighten them some. He was still healing from his injuries with the Yeti. Ugh, life was so hard.
Of course Phobos knew how to give a comeback. Goat-fucking bitch was a good name for not-Phobos. If Eddie could bring himself to say it.
"Uhh...Phobos?" Eddie asked, "I'm glad you're okay," his tone drew out the sentence tagging right into his next sentence. Once Phobos had thrown down the challenge it was as if both of them had forgotten about him. Or set him aside as the "prize" of the day. Eddie knew Phobos was trying to deal with not-Phobos but it was weird how fast the two of them focused when it turned into a match. He held in his sigh. Greeks.
"I'm glad you're okay," he repeated, "but um...can't we just get him" Eddie gestured to not-Phobos, "to leave. Namely, leave and give me my arm back?"