[ Eddie recognizes that River is younger than him, but he views her the same way he viewed his younger Hellfire kids: a comrade rather than a subordinate; someone he’ll keep a close eye on, but not necessarily coddle. Younger doesn’t mean incapable, especially not when all the younger people he ends up falling in with are crazy brainiac smart. ]

Alright, well…

[ He huffs out a nervous breath, and all that shaggy hair gets tied back with shaking hands. It doesn’t exactly keep it out of his face. In fact, tendrils fall right back down and onto his face, but it still helps to lend him a little more focus. ]

I’ll definitely say something if I see something.

[ Impossible doesn’t exist anymore. That’s true; he’s fallen into that same thought process where previously impossible things don’t surprise him at all anymore, but it still feels impossible as he begins to observe each body—each person—as closely as his stomach will allow.

It’s not fun work. It kind of sucks, actually, but he turns all of River’s suggestions into a checklist: take note of hair color, skin color, the clothing, notice any and all jewelry, and so on. It doesn’t feel like he’s getting anywhere. If they’re supposed to sort these bodies from best to worst condition, that’s gonna be hard too. They all seem to be in a general state of “bad”.

He makes meager mental notes for awhile, and when he glances over at his companion to give himself a break from the picture of death, his gaze falls upon something and finally feels like he rolled high on a perception check. ]

Hey--

[ He points to the woman River is examining—and to the half of a bone charm around her neck. ]

That’s not a full pendant. So if it’s like…those shitty plastic friendship necklaces or something, someone’s gotta have the other half, right?