"I go with trying to be prepared." Eddie was a natural worrier. Hope wouldn't protect anyone from all the shit that could go wrong. Too much hope could make the bad shit seem worse when it did happen. He liked to think he wasn't focused on despair either. There was good shit in his life too. "It's station stuff and Derry stuff." That was part of the problem. The clown never really left them, even when they killed It. "Wait..what? Cat cat or robot cat?"
"Shine ghosts are more horror based." Eddie said, trying to wrap his own mind around it. "They don't look all healthy and happy, not like a..a force ghost." It was the first example that popped into his head. "I think in my world, ghosts are supposed to move on. When they don't, they rot." He made a face at the thought. "Woah, hey, hey, wait a sec. What the fuck's in that green light?" He asked, holding up a hand instead of getting in the elevator. He didn't want to be anchored in the way souls were tethered to the Deadlights.