This is exactly what he'd been worrying about the entire goddamn time he's been here. He runs one hand through his hair as Eddie speaks, the other on his hip, and his mind races with other possibilities. If Eddie is dead, then who else? Is Dustin okay? Robin? Nance?
And what about Max?
When he'd learned that his presence here didn't mean he was no longer in Hawkins, that there was still a Steve there to carry on trying to stop Vecna, he'd felt no comfort and now he understands why. He can't help but think that maybe things could have been different had he been the one there instead.
But no. He was here on a fucking cruise ship from hell while his friends fought, and some of them died. ]
I'm sorry, [ is what he finally says. ] I should've been there. I could've helped, I —
[ What else can he say? ]
Godammit, [ probably isn't helpful, but he says it anyway. Then, again, for good measure: ] I'm sorry.
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This is exactly what he'd been worrying about the entire goddamn time he's been here. He runs one hand through his hair as Eddie speaks, the other on his hip, and his mind races with other possibilities. If Eddie is dead, then who else? Is Dustin okay? Robin? Nance?
And what about Max?
When he'd learned that his presence here didn't mean he was no longer in Hawkins, that there was still a Steve there to carry on trying to stop Vecna, he'd felt no comfort and now he understands why. He can't help but think that maybe things could have been different had he been the one there instead.
But no. He was here on a fucking cruise ship from hell while his friends fought, and some of them died. ]
I'm sorry, [ is what he finally says. ] I should've been there. I could've helped, I —
[ What else can he say? ]
Godammit, [ probably isn't helpful, but he says it anyway. Then, again, for good measure: ] I'm sorry.