Re: eddie/muerte quicklog
[Eddie didn't even realize the girl saw him at first. His mind drifted off to a day dream he had locked up tight. Something about finger painting and tree houses and dinners around a table. But, then his eyes focused and there was the little girl about to scream.] N-no... [He started to wave his hands no, curling himself away and into the wall behind him because the last thing he wanted was to seem like a threat to some poor little girl.]
[But, then the moment was gone. His heart was hammering out of his chest and he exhaled sharply as the foreign words started.] I don't know- [He realized whatever was being said wasn't directed towards him and so he turned to see where the voice was coming from.]