[Ah, he thinks. He tries not to flinch; tries not to recoil his hand back, tries to be cool. They talked about this, the possibility of doubles. Clones. Whatever. Billy never thought it would actually happen though.
It explains the ears. Explains the way Eddie feels so far away, because he is. Billy's tongue wets his mouth, that little anxious tick he'll never grow out of. Eddie steps closer and he should back up, really, because it's not their Eddie - it's a different Eddie entirely. But it's still - what? His best friend? Christ. ]
Okay. [his voice is terse. ] You're - it's cool. It's fine. [He's still sickly pale, he's not gonna leave him. ] Codeword doesn't matter. You mind if I check for a fever?
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It explains the ears. Explains the way Eddie feels so far away, because he is. Billy's tongue wets his mouth, that little anxious tick he'll never grow out of. Eddie steps closer and he should back up, really, because it's not their Eddie - it's a different Eddie entirely. But it's still - what? His best friend? Christ. ]
Okay. [his voice is terse. ] You're - it's cool. It's fine. [He's still sickly pale, he's not gonna leave him. ] Codeword doesn't matter. You mind if I check for a fever?