Of course I'm on your side. [ Steve gives him an almost hurt look as he takes the blunt back. Maybe before... they'd become friends, or at the very least, friendly he might have had his doubts about Eddie Munson, but since then they'd spent hours together smoking and talking. He knows he's not a murderer and he's not about to let the town make him a scapegoat just because he's different.] I know you, Eddie. You're not half of what they say you are.

[ Steve takes a drag and holds it for a beat before letting it out, his eyes moving over the edge of the woods at the back of the yard.] We'll have to get you out of town eventually, but you can lie low here until things die down and it's easier. [ He thinks about what it would be like to never be able to come back home to Hawkins and he feels his chest tighten a little in sympathy.] Any ideas on where you'll go?