[It's relatable, is what it is. Heavy for anyone other than Jake, maybe, but life had gone and done that thing or him where it sticks a pin in your naive sense of the world and let it dribble out all over the floor. Jake had thought he'd known what need was once upon a time--better toys, newer clothes, fewer responsibilities. Then his dad had failed to come home, and he'd understood what it is to turn your whole self toward wanting someone so badly you can hardly breath.
He doesn't scoff. He might feel the same, were he in Eddie's shoes.]
Yeah... [He considers a counter top before looking up again.] I know how that feels. It's why I'm looking for Roland. But you said you had friends with you, right? Sounds like you're not alone?
[Well, so much for wondering what the food astronauts eat tastes like.]
For real? [You have lived, Eddie Kaspbrak.] ... Wait, you were on a spaceship?
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He doesn't scoff. He might feel the same, were he in Eddie's shoes.]
Yeah... [He considers a counter top before looking up again.] I know how that feels. It's why I'm looking for Roland. But you said you had friends with you, right? Sounds like you're not alone?
[Well, so much for wondering what the food astronauts eat tastes like.]
For real? [You have lived, Eddie Kaspbrak.] ... Wait, you were on a spaceship?