[ dread settles in eddie's stomach as robin takes a bite and doesn't immediately spit it out, seems to fucking enjoy the granola bar that made eddie want to crawl out of his skin and curl up in a fucking corner. ]

Fuck. [ he inhales and exhales, sighs. fuckfuckfuck. ] Fuck, Robin-- I don't know?

One moment I was fucking fine and now, now, food tastes like shit and I can fucking hear your heartbeat??? [ he knows what that is starting to sound like. he doesn't want to say it. ]