[There's a tentative lull over the fighting now, as the guards and the infected all follow the Ghost Girl into the marketplace. But Richie doesn't care about that, he pushes past the crowds to sweep Eddie into a tight, terrified hug, clutching at Eddie's shirt. His glasses are cracked, there's a cut bleeding sluggishly from his temple and into his hair, and he looks worse than he did fighting It.
He doesn't care about any of that. He just cares that Eddie's alive.]
I really fucking missed you, [he mumbles into his ear.]
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[There's a tentative lull over the fighting now, as the guards and the infected all follow the Ghost Girl into the marketplace. But Richie doesn't care about that, he pushes past the crowds to sweep Eddie into a tight, terrified hug, clutching at Eddie's shirt. His glasses are cracked, there's a cut bleeding sluggishly from his temple and into his hair, and he looks worse than he did fighting It.
He doesn't care about any of that. He just cares that Eddie's alive.]
I really fucking missed you, [he mumbles into his ear.]