Re: Muerte / Eddie
[There were moments where she stared at someone and didn't even realize she was doing it, and it was that way in those moments with Eddie. Glad to see his smile and feeling a strange pull hooked behind her ribcage, she stepped forward just enough to linger in doorway, framed by it and half in two places at once. Once she was far enough forward to bring her presence at least halfway into their apartment, there was the lingering pressure of a breeze coming through from the hotel, and the scents of peace lilies, myrrh, and old candles heavy on the air. She was just enough human for her heart to race, and just enough Endless to trace the path of his life from beginning to end, seeing where and how she wove through it like a sable thread.] I'm not going anywhere... [It came as a whisper, and it came (from what she could see) as the truth. Words were important, and she would eventually say those same ones to him, but the promise of her staying meant even more to her in the moment.] And I really need to kiss you right now, but I'm a little freaked out about stepping through. Just in case...