[ It takes a second for Eddie to realize he's given her the wrong impression, and he brushes her shoulder with his hand to try and soothe her. He doesn't often deal with the feelings side of this kind of thing, especially not this quickly. But Chrissy's special. Whatever they have between them, it's something Eddie's never felt for anybody, and they need each other.
Hearing it directly from her, though, explicitly - I really like you - it makes a broad smile push its way past the weariness in every part of his body. Eddie reaches forward to cup her cheek with his hand, brushing away the last remnants of her tears with his thumb. ]
I -- really like you too, Chrissy.
[ Eddie's gentle when he kisses her - partly because he's got a split lip, but mostly because that's what feels right. They both need a little gentleness right now, a little comfort. It's strange feeling such despair and euphoria and exhaustion all at once, but Eddie thinks he can stay awake just a little longer if it means he can kiss her again. ]
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Hearing it directly from her, though, explicitly - I really like you - it makes a broad smile push its way past the weariness in every part of his body. Eddie reaches forward to cup her cheek with his hand, brushing away the last remnants of her tears with his thumb. ]
I -- really like you too, Chrissy.
[ Eddie's gentle when he kisses her - partly because he's got a split lip, but mostly because that's what feels right. They both need a little gentleness right now, a little comfort. It's strange feeling such despair and euphoria and exhaustion all at once, but Eddie thinks he can stay awake just a little longer if it means he can kiss her again. ]
You're unreal.