[Two things happen: Billy feels slightly vindicated in knowing Eddie would be strong. Has to assume that his - their - Eddie would be too. It knocks the air out of him, and there's something old in him that wants to lash out, to grab Eddie by the throat and ask him what the fuck he's thinking.
But then there's the teeth, the claws, and he thinks better of it. Takes a beat to breathe, to listen to Eddie babble, to watch him struggle.
Billy swallows. ] E - Eddie, [he tries, feels himself reeling, heart going bambambamBAMBAMBAM. Hungry - hungry. Fuck, he's already dead, anyway.] Okay - it's okay, c'mon, talk to me.
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But then there's the teeth, the claws, and he thinks better of it. Takes a beat to breathe, to listen to Eddie babble, to watch him struggle.
Billy swallows. ] E - Eddie, [he tries, feels himself reeling, heart going bambambamBAMBAMBAM. Hungry - hungry. Fuck, he's already dead, anyway.] Okay - it's okay, c'mon, talk to me.