[ There's calm after the storm. A few minutes of silence, and then Eddie finally starts to move, looking at the damage with a genuine but weak laugh.
He still wants to go home. Look after his uncle, his bandmates, all his stupid little kids. But it feels good to have the release. To not be hit with reassurances that it's all going to be fine, because they don't know. And he thinks maybe he needs to be able to mourn what he's lost, the innocence he's never getting back. ]
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He still wants to go home. Look after his uncle, his bandmates, all his stupid little kids. But it feels good to have the release. To not be hit with reassurances that it's all going to be fine, because they don't know. And he thinks maybe he needs to be able to mourn what he's lost, the innocence he's never getting back. ]
... Guess I should foot your dry cleaning bill.