( Steve doesn't need to be told twice. He quickly unfurls an ACE bandage and wraps it around Eddie's midsection, trying his best to make sure it's tight enough to do its job but not so tight it'll be uncomfortable for Eddie. Once he's satisfied, he affixes the little metal clasps to hold it in place and helps ease Eddie back to the ground. )

Are you good? ( He tugs Eddie's shirt back down as he speaks, smoothing it carefully over his new bandages. The fabric is so torn and filthy — Eddie can't stay like this, or out here. That much is clear. ) We should get you inside, man. I can move the mattress back to your bedroom so you can rest. We should get you some new clothes, too.

( He's still carefully skirting around the whole "there's not a gate anymore" issue but he knows he has to break the news sooner or later, and it's looking like it'll be sooner if he manages to get Eddie back inside. Speaking of — )

I could, uh. I could probably carry you. If you don't think you can walk.