[ Eddie can't help laughing. It's stupid, really, a little bit crazy, to laugh at a time like this. Every time he almost forgets where he is, every time something in his brain turns loose and he forgets that he's locked up against his will, he has the same feeling – he's getting too comfortable, too settled. If he doesn't get out soon he's probably gonna end up with Stockholm Syndrome for these fucking bars. ]
Ka-ka, more like.
[ He wants to ask her more. He doesn't even know what, really, it just seems suddenly imperative that he ask, but the way she'd trailed off makes him hold his tongue. He supposes he'll just have to ask Roland, when the time's right. ]
Must be weird as all fuckin' get-out, though, seeing him like he is now. You holding up okay?
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Ka-ka, more like.
[ He wants to ask her more. He doesn't even know what, really, it just seems suddenly imperative that he ask, but the way she'd trailed off makes him hold his tongue. He supposes he'll just have to ask Roland, when the time's right. ]
Must be weird as all fuckin' get-out, though, seeing him like he is now. You holding up okay?