[ The fact that Josh takes a while to respond to all of that doesn't worry Eddie in the least. He always has been introspective and scarily good at reading people, so he can be as patient as he needs to be if it means getting an insightful response.
And the question that Josh poses does cause him to think for a moment. He hasn't known Steve as long as he wished he had. He knows there are some parts to his past that he hasn't been privy to. Dustin has left little hints, but it's obvious that there are some things that are even too intense for Dustin to share with him.
And it's not like Steve owes him that part of him. They're still pretty new to this whole friendship thing, and while Eddie would love to see even more below the surface, that's the sort of thing that just comes with time and patience. ]
No, I guess not. [ He remembers the way Steve just dove right into the water, putting himself at risk so nobody else would have to. He remembers the way Steve looked when he held a bottle to his throat, as if he had resigned himself to his fate, almost as if he were glad it was him and not one of the others. ]
I guess I just wish he'd let me in, then, you know? [ He buries his face in his hands and rubs at his eyes, feeling his muscles start to ache as all the stress of that whole week in hiding starts coming back to him. ] Not that it's an easy ask, I know. I just...really thought we were getting somewhere.
it's like you knew i was already deep in my steve feelings
And the question that Josh poses does cause him to think for a moment. He hasn't known Steve as long as he wished he had. He knows there are some parts to his past that he hasn't been privy to. Dustin has left little hints, but it's obvious that there are some things that are even too intense for Dustin to share with him.
And it's not like Steve owes him that part of him. They're still pretty new to this whole friendship thing, and while Eddie would love to see even more below the surface, that's the sort of thing that just comes with time and patience. ]
No, I guess not. [ He remembers the way Steve just dove right into the water, putting himself at risk so nobody else would have to. He remembers the way Steve looked when he held a bottle to his throat, as if he had resigned himself to his fate, almost as if he were glad it was him and not one of the others. ]
I guess I just wish he'd let me in, then, you know? [ He buries his face in his hands and rubs at his eyes, feeling his muscles start to ache as all the stress of that whole week in hiding starts coming back to him. ] Not that it's an easy ask, I know. I just...really thought we were getting somewhere.