Psychological torture was just par for the course at this point in any of the Losers' lives. Eddie included. Though, yes, if he had his choice between being tormented by a leper, his dead friend's severed head, severed legs, a closet, or a Pomeranian and an alien army he'd probably take the army too. That was just the most recent shit too. He hadn't even gone into the horrors the Losers had seen at 13. They'd have to trade war stories eventually. He'd like to hear more about the army she faced or whatever she was willing to tell him and it might be nice to actually talk about some of this shit with someone who believed him. It might be beneficial for both of them.
Right now, however, the entire fucking city on the other side of the door was the priority. Along with whatever they were going to find. Dishes maybe. Bandages and gauze, hopefully. He'd settle for a large bottle of hand sanitizer at this point. Just... anything that might settle his mind on the who germ front or the household. He'd already decided that Richie wouldn't be much help when it came to filling their place. It really would be up to Eddie.
Seeing her look back to the open door and consider the dangers just made him like her more. Natasha was practical. She was brave but didn't seem reckless about it. She looked at the situation they were in and considered the variables. It was something most of his friends didn't do. Something they should've done a little more of.
He didn't worry too much when she said they should close it because he could still see the gears turning in her head. He, too, didn't really like the idea of leaving the door open and risking setting something free in the world they'd just stepped out of. He also didn't like the idea of possibly losing this door and finding themselves trapped here with no means of escape if things went bad. "I agree with you." He said. "Just because nothing has come through yet doesn't mean it'll never happen." The risk was probably minimal but still there. There was no way of knowing just how aware of the doors the inhabitants of these worlds were.
He could deal with mostly closed. If they did it right then no one would become aware of it and they could still find it if they needed to make a quick retreat. He nodded and reached for the door, pulling it mostly closed. Taking a step back he inspected the building they had just come out of and nodded, seemingly satisfied with what he saw. "You know... this does make me wonder where the door would've been in that open field." A tree? Randomly out in the middle of a sky? Would there be a building that was sitting there just for the door? Someone else would have to figure that out later and tell him. He still preferred the city.