[ Steve nods as he gives Eddie's body another onceover, almost hoping he might suddenly realize it's not as bad as he'd first thought. (It's definitely that bad. Probably worse.) ]
Alright, I'll go look. Just... don't try to move or anything, alright? Stay here.
[ He stands and heads back to the trailer, with one last glance over his shoulder at Eddie before he goes inside.
He wasn't really expecting the gate to suddenly be open again, yet his heart still sinks when he steps into the living room and sees nothing but a dead, empty tear in the ceiling. It's eerie silent in here, and he spares a moment to stop and listen for any voices from the other side. Nance, Robin, anyone... but there's nothing. No one. He and Eddie really are screwed-with-a-capital-S.
There's nothing to do but keep going, though, so he finds the first aid kit easily enough and heads back outside, settling back on the ground next to Eddie. ]
Okay, [ he mumbles, more to himself than to Eddie. ] Okay. Uh. I guess I'm gonna pull your shirt up.
[ Survival mode hasn't quite kicked in yet to snuff out the anxiety, but he's getting there. Once he shifts into that frame of mind there won't be any room for nervousness. He'll do what he has to, and they'll be okay. He'll figure this first aid stuff out as he goes. That's how this works. It's how it always works. ]
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Alright, I'll go look. Just... don't try to move or anything, alright? Stay here.
[ He stands and heads back to the trailer, with one last glance over his shoulder at Eddie before he goes inside.
He wasn't really expecting the gate to suddenly be open again, yet his heart still sinks when he steps into the living room and sees nothing but a dead, empty tear in the ceiling. It's eerie silent in here, and he spares a moment to stop and listen for any voices from the other side. Nance, Robin, anyone... but there's nothing. No one. He and Eddie really are screwed-with-a-capital-S.
There's nothing to do but keep going, though, so he finds the first aid kit easily enough and heads back outside, settling back on the ground next to Eddie. ]
Okay, [ he mumbles, more to himself than to Eddie. ] Okay. Uh. I guess I'm gonna pull your shirt up.
[ Survival mode hasn't quite kicked in yet to snuff out the anxiety, but he's getting there. Once he shifts into that frame of mind there won't be any room for nervousness. He'll do what he has to, and they'll be okay. He'll figure this first aid stuff out as he goes. That's how this works. It's how it always works. ]