For Eddie, almost everything on the station felt a little off in this time. He especially had to resist the urge to reorganize 'his' office, since it was Cuddy's office. The restaurants and shops were different too; things change over the years. He decided on a trip through the door. There had been enough Asgard doors, in his timeline, that the realm was almost a second home. He wore Asgardian clothing, not wanting to stand out, or at least, not stand out more. He always felt like the shortest guy around,even though he was about the same height as Bill. Maybe taller.
Eddie walked through the door and saw his mother, noticing how she seemed so lost in thought. "Hey Mom." He said softly. "Are you okay?"