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I'm afraid I don't follow. 'End'? Are you saying that you died in your world? [He's heard of dead people arriving in the city before, but he's never ... met one.

Did he just stuff his foot all the way down his throat?]

[ ah oh, oops. blunt as ever. ]

Oh, yeah.
But at least I'm here.
Better than being dead, I guess. Not that I'd know the difference, I suppose...

[ eddie, a shining example of a forward 20 year old, genuinely does enjoy life better in duplicity than he did in hawkins. but, he's grown accustomed to people expressing some sort of sympathy when he mentions being dead at home, too. ]

[Kyle told him this was possible, but now that it's figuratively staring him in the face, it's both better and worse than he imagined.

What must it be like to be spending time in the city, knowing that once you leave, there's nothing to return to?]

You have my apologies, and I'll abstain, of course, if it's improper to ask, but ... how did you know? Were you told upon arrival?

[ eddie isn't purposefully flip with how he regards his fate, regularly a master of compartmentalizing a certain array of factors that could otherwise haunt him.

so, his reply comes with the same earnest tone, brutally open about it. ]

It's not. I don't think. Not when I bring it up.

Odds weren't really in my favor, so it was easy to guess? I was in the midst of not being able to move, really, in a lot of pain after getting swarmed by some supernatural demon bats, so. Two and two together, ya know?

And my friends had to save the day, so other more pressing shit to worry about. [ then...helping...a fallen friend? well. okay, eddie. dustin would've dragged your body along to safety if you'd had a heartbeat, and he does remember feeling he was dying in the kid's arms, so. ]

It is what it is.

[Eddie's right: that doesn't sound promising for him. There's no definitive proof in that story, but it would be cruel to chance raising someone's hopes for nothing, especially when he's accepted what comes for all mortals, in time. On his end, Charles frowns sympathetically. As terrible as his own experience of the city has been, it's far from resting on the knowledge that, as soon as he leaves, he's done. He assumes there's either ample distractions, or compartmentalization involved - that, and personal strength.]

It's worth questioning whether your friends would have truly left you behind - even after you did, potentially, die. Is that something they often did?

[ well now, isn't this a fair question that eddie hadn't considered. forgive him, for the way he's able to only slightly ramble at the start of his answer, charles. ]

Not in the times where it could've been applied before. In our gaming campaigns. Dungeons and Dragons. But, only one of the people there even played, so that's. Well. That's not really relevant. Plus, wasn't friends with these people for more than, like, a week? Days? Not sure they thought I was really all that worth their time, if I'm answering honestly. Wouldn't have until shit hit the fan, for certain.

I guess my one buddy in the gang wouldn't have, though.

[ a sad, sincere answer. sorry, new friend. ]

[That's troubling, yes, but he's more bothered by the attitude of what feels like a lower sense of self-worth behind it. He doesn't know Eddie well yet, but nothing he's heard from him - his inquisitiveness, his cleverness, his friendliness - feels worthy of that kind of self-estimation.

Elle's constantly building the friends around her up, and it's made his time in the city better for it. It's not his usual go-to, and he knows he won't manage Elle's sparkling pep and zeal, but it feels worth it to make some kind of attempt of his own, here.]

Their loss, as an American friend of mine would put it.

You've done well and shown strength, to go on engaging your curiosity, and continuing to live despite what might be waiting back home. Not everyone could.

[ when society chooses to malign you, your whole family name, what choice is there but to develop coping methods? eddie’s probably aren’t too difficult to detect once someone gets to know him, and the hurt of the majority tending toward one harsh specific school of thought regarding him doesn’t take much prying to wiggle loose if one asks the right questions; turns out charles is good at that. ]

Us Americans with our slang and handy sayings :)

Well, I enjoy being alive. Able to move around and exist. Feels like it’s just a given, that I’d do this anywhere. Just has felt easier to do it here. Lighter, ya know? [ does he? is eddie being clear enough? maybe not, but either way — ] Thanks, though. I’ve always had to be strong, but it’s still nice to hear that.

'Lighter' isn't the word I'd choose for it, personally, but the world I came from is an easier one to live in, and less dangerous than some others people have told me about. [So he can believe this being a better place to end up for some - especially anyone who died back home.]

There are some people here that I've met who have been here for upwards of five years. If you could stay here, is that what you'd want? [He hasn't heard, definitively, of there not being a way to stay if someone wants it. It's something he could, and would, keep an ear to the ground about.]

Yeah. The vast majority of people I've met here have been nice to me, liked me just for who I am. My existence hasn't instinctively troubled them. So, that's a big part of why it feels easier to be here.

I'd stay, if I could, yeah.
Would prefer certain people stay with me.
But I know I can't have it all, just because some of what I've got is pretty damn swell.

[ eddie hasn't considered looking into the details of what happens after graduation from the liers program, of if there are options to look into that might allow him to continue living out a full, human life there. he tends to go with the flow each day, drinking in those specifically pleasant and pleasing moments. ]

If I find out a way for people to stay, I'll be sure to pass it along. So far, the comings and goings of people appear random, but there must be some reason that certain individuals end up staying far longer than others.

Well, I'd really appreciate that, man, thanks. :)
Some days I'm here, it feels like there's gotta be reasons for some of the shit that happens but then other days...seems like it's all just one big cosmic clusterfuck.

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it's rude af ;;

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