[ As soon as he learns about that, he is never leaving. He is becoming a permanent fixture and they will never be rid of him.
Wanda goes on to mention praying at the shrines, and Eddie’s expression is telling. He looks doubtful, face scrunched up in a look of mild distaste. Even if he has conceded that the gods here probably exist, he’s never really been that kind of guy. He’s never been terribly vocal about it; he has no desire to offend the locals on that level, but the shrines have always just been background noise to him. They exist, they’re important to people, but he’s never willingly visited one himself.
He’s not even sure how you talk to a god. Do you ask them what their favorite era of Fleetwood Mac is or something? ]
Alright.
[ Ultimately, he surrenders to the concept. He laces his fingers beneath his chin and tilts his head thoughtfully. He made a promise to Steve to find some sort of way to get back home alive should the opportunity ever present itself, and that’s a promise he intends to keep. He wants to try, and this seems like the first logical step to take. So, sure, he can become that kind of guy if need be. ]
I know you leave offerings. [ They wouldn’t be having this conversation otherwise. There's a note of worry in his voice. ] Have you ever had it not work? Or turn out wrong? I mean...can you ask too much and leave too little and piss them off?
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Wanda goes on to mention praying at the shrines, and Eddie’s expression is telling. He looks doubtful, face scrunched up in a look of mild distaste. Even if he has conceded that the gods here probably exist, he’s never really been that kind of guy. He’s never been terribly vocal about it; he has no desire to offend the locals on that level, but the shrines have always just been background noise to him. They exist, they’re important to people, but he’s never willingly visited one himself.
He’s not even sure how you talk to a god. Do you ask them what their favorite era of Fleetwood Mac is or something? ]
Alright.
[ Ultimately, he surrenders to the concept. He laces his fingers beneath his chin and tilts his head thoughtfully. He made a promise to Steve to find some sort of way to get back home alive should the opportunity ever present itself, and that’s a promise he intends to keep. He wants to try, and this seems like the first logical step to take. So, sure, he can become that kind of guy if need be. ]
I know you leave offerings. [ They wouldn’t be having this conversation otherwise. There's a note of worry in his voice. ] Have you ever had it not work? Or turn out wrong? I mean...can you ask too much and leave too little and piss them off?