Re: marvel: eddie/muerte
[Muerte couldn't give a damn what Gotham might think - she was too worried about them. Her and Eddie, them. She was just as shaky as he was, if not more so, and she was meant to be something much bigger. She did her best not to think about that though.
At least he sat down with her. That seemed, in the moment, to be more that she maybe had hoped for when she eased herself down to the sidewalk. She watched as he pulled in on himself, and while she sort of wanted to do the same, she whispered instead.] I'm... Going to lean on you. Um. Tell me if that's not okay. [And when there wasn't an immediate response, she did just that, leaning toward him until her shoulder pressed to his. It allowed her next breath to come just the tiniest easier.]
Okay. But. You don't need to apologize. I think... Did we both just get really messed up there?