(It was set then. He'd teach her. It would be fun, even, to have something for just the two of them to do. Eddie had something special with the other boys, after all, so it was good to have that with Bev too.)
Yeah. I don't think there's anything you can do that's too stupid. We don't know each other in the future, after all. (All their mistakes were their own.
Which wasn't fully true. He knows about Bill and what he does with Beverly when they meet up again- despite Bill being married. Eddie can't say that though. It would be wrong to Bill, and in a weird way, to Beverly. That was something Bill had to talk with Beverly about when he was ready to.)
It's okay. Just understand that not everything's gonna be personal. (Some things, obviously, but he feels like it's better to just leave things generalized for right now.
Eddie opens his own palms, and there's fresh cut across one palm. He picks up the knife and gently takes Bev's hand and cuts a straight line across it. He's rather professional about this, not dragging the blade with a skipping falter a bit like Bill had. There's something medically precise. Not too deep, but deep enough, and straight across. He slashes the opposite way of Bev's original scar so he only has to hit it briefly. He watches her hand open up, watches the red come out, and then turns the knife over to cut across his other palm, grinding his teeth together through the process. He lets out a breath, curling his fingers absently, before he sets the knife aside and grabs Bev's hands. Only it isn't straight across. He has to cross his arms over one another to grab Bev's hands with his opposites and he makes her do the same. In a weird sort of way, they wind up forming a bit of an infinity symbol between their arms. It somehow fits.)
Okay. We leave no Losers behind. We stick together. We're a family. We're gonna prevent all those futures we saw. We're not gonna let any of us die. I promise. (He looks up at her expectantly.)
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Date: 2018-01-06 06:34 pm (UTC)Yeah. I don't think there's anything you can do that's too stupid. We don't know each other in the future, after all. (All their mistakes were their own.
Which wasn't fully true. He knows about Bill and what he does with Beverly when they meet up again- despite Bill being married. Eddie can't say that though. It would be wrong to Bill, and in a weird way, to Beverly. That was something Bill had to talk with Beverly about when he was ready to.)
It's okay. Just understand that not everything's gonna be personal. (Some things, obviously, but he feels like it's better to just leave things generalized for right now.
Eddie opens his own palms, and there's fresh cut across one palm. He picks up the knife and gently takes Bev's hand and cuts a straight line across it. He's rather professional about this, not dragging the blade with a skipping falter a bit like Bill had. There's something medically precise. Not too deep, but deep enough, and straight across. He slashes the opposite way of Bev's original scar so he only has to hit it briefly. He watches her hand open up, watches the red come out, and then turns the knife over to cut across his other palm, grinding his teeth together through the process. He lets out a breath, curling his fingers absently, before he sets the knife aside and grabs Bev's hands. Only it isn't straight across. He has to cross his arms over one another to grab Bev's hands with his opposites and he makes her do the same. In a weird sort of way, they wind up forming a bit of an infinity symbol between their arms. It somehow fits.)
Okay. We leave no Losers behind. We stick together. We're a family. We're gonna prevent all those futures we saw. We're not gonna let any of us die. I promise. (He looks up at her expectantly.)