[ Eddie nearly jumps out of his skin when River screams--and just a little too close to his eardrum too. And then the room just…erupts into what can only be described as a cacophony, with River shouting and tables of bodies jostling and Eddie stumbling over himself in an attempt to calm her before everything goes totally awry and they get thrown out. ]

Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey, hey! River!

[ He wouldn’t normally physically reach out to steady someone he barely knows; a quality left over from his attempts to avoid the metric fuckton of shit he got back home any time he so much as breathed at the wrong person, but River is unsteady on her feet and clearly needs some sort of grounding. So he reaches out and barely, just barely touches her arms, just enough to stop her from totally teetering into him or into something else. ]

Hey, it’s cool, it’s cool, it’s cool. We’re totally cool.

[ It’s probably not cool, and they might need that break soon than later. Eddie doesn’t quite understand anything she’s saying, but he can only assume the corpses are speaking to her, just as she suggested earlier. A useful skill to have on hand, but obviously something pretty fragile to deal with. He’ll ask for the specifics soon, once he’s calmed her down a bit. ]

They are supposed to be together, and we're gonna make that happen, alright? Cross my heart.

[ He draws an X over his heart with a pointer finger, and now he's just locked himself into a promise. They're not allowed to fail in reuniting this woman with her other half now. ]

We've got time. We're taking this slow, remember? And now we have something to go on.