Yeah, you said that before. Or Robin said… [ eddie trails off and swallows, licks his lips and trails off. he’d been stuffing honeycombs into his mouth and trying to follow the conversation about alternate dimensions, monsters and how the girl with superpowers was out of commission so they were SOL. ] That why you’re out here alone?

[ given all the danger, that’s really fucking stupid of steve. reckless. then again, that also checks out based on the little time they’ve spent together.

he should say something about the hands holding him. he should. but the little voice in his head, the predatory thing, is satisfied and eddie isn’t sure what the fuck will set him off again and he doesn’t actually want to add ‘committed murder’ to his list of fuck ups.

he looks away from steve, glances back when he asks and then looks upward as he thinks, tilts his head back. ] Like a goddamn hour ago? Maybe more.

I was here of all places suddenly. [ he lifts a hand, waves it around. ] Hid out when I saw a werewolf or something and I was thinking—- [ he freezes, tenses up. it’s the same tension that held him earlier, when he was wound up and trying not to bite but then panic takes over. ] Holy shit— holy shit Steve I thought— I thought it would be easier to fight shit or do something if I was a fucking vampire.