Eddie was full of energy. He was walking slightly ahead of Bill and Richie, doing his best not to contain his excitement - though he knew the feeling was rippling out to them in waves. Back home, it had been rare to feel that way about positive events, he was usually worked over germs or safety issues. On the station, he had more chances to have a happy energy. This had to be one of the best. Finally, another loser was here.
Eddie had to think the others might follow. Bev would make sense next. Her and Ben were kind of like him and Richie. Though Mike could make sense too, hanging out in station libraries with Ben. Or Stan. Fuck, if Stan showed up he'd make sure he never, ever, wanted to...and he stopped his trail of thought there. Happy thoughts only. Ben was here.
Eddie glanced over his shoulder at his friends. (I think we're close.) He sent. Calm down. Get a fucking grip. He reminded himself, though he knew he could have been picking up on Bill and Richie. None of them wanted to scare Ben.