Process of elimination. I would've said Stan, but...
[He shrugs. Stan's not there, and the thought of him still presses down, heavy, on Richie's heart.]
Everyone's too okay with walking right into the fucking hell house that tried to kill us once before. [Is still trying to kill them, in fact. He squeezes Eddie's shoulder tightly, reluctant to let go. You would think 27 years without even thinking about him would've killed this crush, but the second he saw Eddie Kaspbrak again, the torch he'd been carrying had come roaring back to life.
Or maybe it had never really gone out, if he looks at his track record of guys.]
Treasure it, we'll be back to your regularly-scheduled crap-ass jokes in a while. [He wants to step in closer, press his forehead against Eddie's, tell him the truth. I love you. I always have.] Welcome. Listen...you stayed. Okay? You panicked, but you stayed. No matter what Mike or Bill say, you didn't need to stick around after that shitshow, but you did. You're braver than you think.
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[He shrugs. Stan's not there, and the thought of him still presses down, heavy, on Richie's heart.]
Everyone's too okay with walking right into the fucking hell house that tried to kill us once before. [Is still trying to kill them, in fact. He squeezes Eddie's shoulder tightly, reluctant to let go. You would think 27 years without even thinking about him would've killed this crush, but the second he saw Eddie Kaspbrak again, the torch he'd been carrying had come roaring back to life.
Or maybe it had never really gone out, if he looks at his track record of guys.]
Treasure it, we'll be back to your regularly-scheduled crap-ass jokes in a while. [He wants to step in closer, press his forehead against Eddie's, tell him the truth. I love you. I always have.] Welcome. Listen...you stayed. Okay? You panicked, but you stayed. No matter what Mike or Bill say, you didn't need to stick around after that shitshow, but you did. You're braver than you think.