"Yeah he is," Stan agreed. Even if Eddie was a little more Richie's than his. In the end they both were his just like he was theirs and that was all that mattered really - they all knew who they belonged to and the percentages weren't all that important in the grand scheme of things because they were all here together.
When Richie leaned into his shoulder, Stan pressed his face against the top of his head for just a moment, as much a comfort for Richie as it was for himself to have this kind of closeness with him. Whether or not they talked about anything real. As long as they had this, which was just as real as anything else. "God you will not catch me trying to stay in a house with a sewer alligator," he said shaking his head with a huff. "I don't care where we live as long as there are no alligators." That they would be together of course remained unsaid because there was no other option for that as far as he was concerned.