(Eddie has never been particularly good at following strict guidelines on How to Avoid Being Killed. He honestly supposed it was pretty shocking that it took so long for him to die in the end.

Then Jake sends a message. One that makes Eddie's mouth flicker up, and a soft giggle is shaking out of him, one that Eddie clamps down with his hand over his mouth. But his eyes are glittering, and lord.

He's gaping at Jake's device with absolute marvel, but then Jake's putting it away.)

There was- a little hand on your phone! (He exclaims this in a whisper-shout. Clearly he was enthralled.) That was so-. How did you do that?

(Listen, he was still learning his way around these things. Although it was pretty amazing he hadn't figured emojis out yet.

On top of that, it was a kind offer. Eddie feels himself finally relaxing in full around Jake. Not a threat then. Eddie understands the delay, honestly. He had been culture-shocked almost aggressively showing up on a futuristic space station.)

Kind of? It was a lot like this place with people from all different places coming to the same spot. Except that place was in space, and this place isn't. I don't really get it either.

(So please don't expect him to explain it much better than that. He just knew it wasn't where he was meant to be. Just like this place. Although he still would rather be here than anywhere else.

The question though makes him flush hotly, and he looks away from Jake completely. He doesn't respond right away, his hands fidgeting, curling tightly before opening back up.)

I'm really-. I'm sick in the head. There's something wrong with me, and it's-. I'm gonna burn in hell for it, but this is probably a pit stop along the way. I think I made Bill and Richie wind up here with me 'cause I told them something I shouldn't of.

(He is not looking at Jake at all when he explains this, and yes, he's completely serious if there's anything to go by his grave expression.)