[ It felt strange somehow that it hadn't even been a year. It just seemed like Eddie had always been there in some strange way. Like this was always where he was supposed to be, as crazy as a thought that was. But it was there. Had been since the first time he'd sunk to the ground next to a freaked out Eddie and felt the unmistakable pain of not being able to fix it despite wanting desperately to. ]
I still have weird ass dreams about it sometimes. [ Not that he hadn't been through things just as bad, or worse, but it still would come out in the middle of the night sometimes. The feeling of being trapped really more than anything. And he was sure it probably still haunted Eddie too.
He paused, knocked his shoulder against Eddie's lightly. ]
It's not stupid, Eddie. We all do it. Think the people we have here couldn't possibly be sent back even though we see it over and over.