[Loyalty. Duty. Bravery. It's what he imagines the gunslingers of old were like--and that's why the the sobering resolve slipping over Eddie's boyish face is worrying. Probably he shouldn't have said anything. Probably it wouldn't have mattered.
Appreciation and fear war for supremacy. Selfishly, perhaps, Eddie's made him feel better about being here on his own just by offering his companionship with a smile and a house tour.
But Jake doesn't know if he can handle more people dying around him. He's not sure he's handling it now. Pushing it down? Yes. But owning up to the reality?]
(We agreed, right? To have each other's backs. So no one has to die.)
[Not this time. Please.
The shift in topic is a welcome distraction, and he willingly falls into step with Eddie, looking at him with an expression caught between amused acceptance and worry.]
(I should've guessed when you started acting a little weird. Feel better? We can stop somewhere if you're going to puke.)
(We agreed, right? To have each other's backs. So no one has to die.)
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Appreciation and fear war for supremacy. Selfishly, perhaps, Eddie's made him feel better about being here on his own just by offering his companionship with a smile and a house tour.
But Jake doesn't know if he can handle more people dying around him. He's not sure he's handling it now. Pushing it down? Yes. But owning up to the reality?]
( We agreed, right? To have each other's backs. So no one has to die. )
[Not this time. Please.
The shift in topic is a welcome distraction, and he willingly falls into step with Eddie, looking at him with an expression caught between amused acceptance and worry.]
( I should've guessed when you started acting a little weird. Feel better? We can stop somewhere if you're going to puke. )
( We agreed, right? To have each other's backs. So no one has to die. )