There is so much Eddie wants to say, but at the same time, he's scared shitless to say it. So he settles for a smile and a nod in her direction while he tries to give his brain enough time to catch up with the rest of him.

His heart is beating rapidly, he notes. Which is still very odd, because he very distinctly remembers dying. Then again, he remembers Chrissy dying in the most horrific manner, and here she is, looking very much not like a gumby toy that's been tied up like a pretzel, so maybe that's just one of the perks of being stuck here. Maybe it's better not to put too much thought into it.

"You, um. You died," he states dumbly, wincing immediately as the words leave his mouth.