( Steve is suddenly grateful that he hadn’t moved the mattress yet as he makes his way into the trailer’s small living room, nudging the door shut behind them with one foot. He eases Eddie down onto the mattress as carefully as he can, grimacing as his own wounds protest, and sort of unceremoniously collapses next to Eddie. A deep frown twists his features as he rolls onto his back to stare up at the dark gash on the ceiling where the gate used to be. Part of him had hoped he'd see Nancy, Robin, anyone staring back at them from the other side, but no – it's just as dark and dead as it had been. )
We’ll find a way, ( he finally says, and to his credit he really means it. This isn't it for either of them. They didn't go through hell for it all to end here.
He tears his eyes away from the not-gate and looks at Eddie, studying him silently for a moment before he speaks again. )
Do you need anything? Better clothes? A pillow? Let me know, man. I'll grab whatever.
( He's pretty sure he's never been this sore or bone-deep exhausted in his life (and that's saying a lot), but he'll be on his feet in an instant. Eddie just has to say the word. )
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We’ll find a way, ( he finally says, and to his credit he really means it. This isn't it for either of them. They didn't go through hell for it all to end here.
He tears his eyes away from the not-gate and looks at Eddie, studying him silently for a moment before he speaks again. )
Do you need anything? Better clothes? A pillow? Let me know, man. I'll grab whatever.
( He's pretty sure he's never been this sore or bone-deep exhausted in his life (and that's saying a lot), but he'll be on his feet in an instant. Eddie just has to say the word. )