Re: quicklog: eddie/muerte
[Eddie wasn't surprised by the fragility of the man in front of him. What had happened the night before was clearly casting a long, haunting shadow over the deathly one. Still, he offered his fondness and understanding. Indeed, if anyone could understand doing something awful, something beyond what their circle of friends was capable of, it was the riddled one.
He was in the middle of trying to pull a sock out of his couch when he felt Tod close and hurt. Eddie set the hamper down and turned, expression moving between fond and worried.] Was it a need?