[ He straightens with an unwavering smile, not looking particularly hurt that she won’t take his arm. Eddie has changed very little over the centuries, but one thing he has lost is the ability to not attempt to insert himself into other peoples’ spaces, but he remembers now. He views it as a cold necessity through no fault of River’s own, and he’s happy to make a special exception and give her a little space to breathe.

Instead, he politely threads his fingers behind his back and trails after her, chuckling at her response. He does get it! And he thinks it’s funny! ]

Oh, man, you know, recently? I had some kid approach me looking for a blessing to, get this—save his cat. It had climbed into a tree and got stuck. I mean, I got the cat down for him and blessed him anyway, but check this out. Look what I got from him first—

[ He digs into a pocket and pulls out a flat, perfectly smooth stone—garbage to most, not even something most people would pick up off the side of the road, but it’s treasure to Eddie. hE keeps an entire dragon’s hoard of the trinkets he collects from mortals, like a little magpie. ]

This is like, the most perfect skipping stone you can get. I bet I could get thirty skips out of this thing if I place my cards right.

[ He holds the stone up, beaming at it before he pockets it once more. ]

But, uh, enough about my bullshi—stuff. What would you like to show me?