(At this point, Eddie has been reduced to a sulking shell of the panicking boy he had been in his initial video. It's better than having a full-fledged asthma attack ("asthma attack") but this kid's got some weight on his shoulders as far as worry goes.)
Yeah, it's Eddie. (His voice is somehow smaller now than it had been before.
His mother would be more than worried about him. Enough that it makes him a little queasy to think about. He hopes to god the whole time-frozen-back-home thing is right because if it isn't, he's pretty sure his mom will never let him leave the hospital until he's thirty.
Eddie just sighs and nods.)
Yeah, I guess she will be. (He bites the inside of his cheek.) I hope she doesn't know I'm gone. She'll give herself a stroke otherwise.
(He hesitates a full half minute, drawing his eyes up to actually look at this guy properly. Assessing him with the critical eye of a kid sizing up any adult. He looks slightly wary.)
Do they have microwave meals here? (That sounded like the stupidest question ever but somehow it helped because it would be an easy solution to one of his fifty worries.)
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Yeah, it's Eddie. (His voice is somehow smaller now than it had been before.
His mother would be more than worried about him. Enough that it makes him a little queasy to think about. He hopes to god the whole time-frozen-back-home thing is right because if it isn't, he's pretty sure his mom will never let him leave the hospital until he's thirty.
Eddie just sighs and nods.)
Yeah, I guess she will be. (He bites the inside of his cheek.) I hope she doesn't know I'm gone. She'll give herself a stroke otherwise.
(He hesitates a full half minute, drawing his eyes up to actually look at this guy properly. Assessing him with the critical eye of a kid sizing up any adult. He looks slightly wary.)
Do they have microwave meals here? (That sounded like the stupidest question ever but somehow it helped because it would be an easy solution to one of his fifty worries.)