(Another flash of red hair and it still doesn't belong to who he thinks it should. But Beverley was forgotten about long before he came here so there's no real chance just yet.

All he knows is that seeing that kind of hair makes him feel weirdly secure. Seeing a young face? Even more secure. This girl isn't his age, no, but she doesn't look like an adult either.

It puts Eddie at an awkward middle where he doesn't know how much is too much in terms of being polite. He hasn't talked to many teenagers or young adults.)

Uh. Hi Jean. It's nice to meet you.

(He thinks. He doesn't seem quite able to meet her eyes though he does keep trying at least.)

That's-. Yeah that's what people keep telling me. What exactly are we doing here anyway? Like.

(Why are they here, he means.)