(Eddie doesn't mind it so much. In any case, he's not expecting chatter in a place like this. What intrigues Eddie the most is not the invitation itself, but the fact that the kitchen was soundproof. He instantly wants to know how.
He gives a nod then, and puts his device away, ready to follow Frank inside. He wasn't fond at all of using solely text to communicate. Being from the fifties did that to a kid.
The moment he's able to, when he's safely in the kitchen without any exposure to potential sound eaters, Eddie sighs. Then instantly starts to talk, his voice quiet despite the soundproofing.)
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He gives a nod then, and puts his device away, ready to follow Frank inside. He wasn't fond at all of using solely text to communicate. Being from the fifties did that to a kid.
The moment he's able to, when he's safely in the kitchen without any exposure to potential sound eaters, Eddie sighs. Then instantly starts to talk, his voice quiet despite the soundproofing.)
You never told me your name.