( Steve glances at Eddie, a little surprised at the tugging on his shirt, and he finds himself stricken by the sincerity of Eddie's fear. It's not as if it's undeserved. In fact, Steve doesn't know why he himself isn't more afraid — maybe he's just too tired to feel anything else right now, but it's just as likely that he's become too good at lying to himself. He keeps thinking "Nance and Robin will find a way. We're going to be fine." and he tells himself quite firmly that he believes it.
But, deep down, he knows that this is just as likely the end of the road for him and Eddie both. Odds are this trailer will be Eddie's tomb, if not Steve's too, because Steve doesn't know how long his amateur medic skills will keep Eddie going and he hasn't dared to look at his own wounds. There's no telling how rough they look right now.
Something about all of it — the look on Eddie's face, the way he speaks, Steve's own barely suppressed fears — has Steve doing something he wouldn't normally do. He takes Eddie's hand in his, lacing their fingers together, and gives it a squeeze. If they're going to die in the Upside Down (they're not, he reminds himself. Nancy and Robin will come through.), they don't have to feel alone while they do it. )
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But, deep down, he knows that this is just as likely the end of the road for him and Eddie both. Odds are this trailer will be Eddie's tomb, if not Steve's too, because Steve doesn't know how long his amateur medic skills will keep Eddie going and he hasn't dared to look at his own wounds. There's no telling how rough they look right now.
Something about all of it — the look on Eddie's face, the way he speaks, Steve's own barely suppressed fears — has Steve doing something he wouldn't normally do. He takes Eddie's hand in his, lacing their fingers together, and gives it a squeeze. If they're going to die in the Upside Down (they're not, he reminds himself. Nancy and Robin will come through.), they don't have to feel alone while they do it. )
I'm not going anywhere. Promise.