(Eddie was getting too paranoid about the sand to keep on leaving the house without a mask. He kept considering letting everyone else know that they should really invest in masks- even if just bandanas- before leaving their homes. Especially since it seemed like every time the red dust kicked up, it impacted people in rather large ways.
He's so focused on his task that he really doesn't notice anyone approaching him. So of course he nearly jumps when the device comes out of no where. He almost drops his jar in the process but manages not to. He rests his hand over his heart, catching his breath, before looking up to see who it was.
When his eyes catch on Mike's face...Well.
It certainly is painful. He missed his best friend enough that for one awful aching minute, he prayed that this was just Richie. Richie without his glasses, Richie having learned how to brush his hair out. But it wasn't. He knew it wasn't. Richie and Mike might have identical faces, but they had completely different mannerisms and expressions.
Eddie's eyes sting for a second and he quickly stares down at the dust and carefully picks some more up. He has to gather himself before properly responding. Eventually, he sets his jar down quietly before finally responding to Mike:)
I want to gather samples of the red dust. If anyone knows how to really use a telescope I want to see if we can start studying it maybe. Who knows what this shit is doing to our insides? And maybe they'll find something. I don't know.
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He's so focused on his task that he really doesn't notice anyone approaching him. So of course he nearly jumps when the device comes out of no where. He almost drops his jar in the process but manages not to. He rests his hand over his heart, catching his breath, before looking up to see who it was.
When his eyes catch on Mike's face...Well.
It certainly is painful. He missed his best friend enough that for one awful aching minute, he prayed that this was just Richie. Richie without his glasses, Richie having learned how to brush his hair out. But it wasn't. He knew it wasn't. Richie and Mike might have identical faces, but they had completely different mannerisms and expressions.
Eddie's eyes sting for a second and he quickly stares down at the dust and carefully picks some more up. He has to gather himself before properly responding. Eventually, he sets his jar down quietly before finally responding to Mike:)
I want to gather samples of the red dust. If anyone knows how to really use a telescope I want to see if we can start studying it maybe. Who knows what this shit is doing to our insides? And maybe they'll find something. I don't know.