Billy, sometimes less detail is more. Also, no, not this one. [ Steve snaps his fingers to a tshirt poking out of the pile nearby. ] Grab me that Black Sabbath one by the sock.

[ It's no one's business if Steve has been getting to know metal bands a little better after Billy informed him that he and Eddie were used to being used for sex. Steve needed to broaden his horizons musically anyway and they just so happen to align with Eddie's tastes.

So. The Ozzy tee, please and thank.

He ruffles his hair and looks Eddie over, noting the bedhead and tired eyes. All the looseness to those limbs is gone. Eddie's knee gets a reassuring pat. ]

So you felt bad and immediately a swarm of not-quite demobats came to find you. Are you sure they didn't sense you calling? Like how my weapons can sense me and jump into my hand.