You can’t save everyone, dude.

[ It’s a simple, earnest response. Eddie may not know much about Jon, but he can tell that he’s an almost painfully genuine person. He can’t see him standing by and doing nothing on purpose. ]

Or maybe the birds don't know shit. I mean, I'm waiting for one to start quoting song lyrics at me. [ If only. ] What were your vows?

[ He glances down at the bats tattooed on his forearm. Bats didn’t used to trouble him. After all, he thought they were cool enough to permanently etch onto his body. Now he has a deeper connection to them. ]

Besides the shitty pun? I, uh, had a bad run-in with a colony of them.

[ He snots and rolls his eyes, quickly reconsidering his statement. It’s been a year. He made a promise to Steve to find a way to get home alive, and to make that happen, he needs to stop sidestepping the subject and pretending his death didn’t happen. Besides, Jon was honest. Eddie can be honest too. ]

Shit, who am I kidding? It was really bad. They kind of killed me. They weren't normal bats. They were freaky mutant bats.