(Sans has a point there. He doesn't need to be told how important this was. If Sans was carrying it around with him, that said enough about its value. Eddie looks up at him.)
What if I fuck up and lose it?
(His eyes drop back down to the scarf.)
I get into trouble a lot. (What if he was wearing it and he met some new and improved Henry Bowers who decided he wanted to make Eddie eat shit? Eddie would never forgive himself.
But Eddie reaches a hand out to take the scarf from Sans. He holds it gingerly in his hands like it's more of a fragile piece of glass than a worn piece of cloth. He winds it between his palms, squeezing the fabric tightly.
There was a certain kind of magic that came with this sort of thing, a subtle magic stitched into the very fibers.)
I'm sure your brother's the coolest. (He doesn't put the scarf around his neck but instead he winds it around his arm, the one he had broken, and knots it off at the elbow. It actually looks kind of cool, fitted around his hand like some sort of improv cast. He clenches his hand into a fist and smiles. He wouldn't always wear it like that but for now it would do.)
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(Sans has a point there. He doesn't need to be told how important this was. If Sans was carrying it around with him, that said enough about its value. Eddie looks up at him.)
What if I fuck up and lose it?
(His eyes drop back down to the scarf.)
I get into trouble a lot. (What if he was wearing it and he met some new and improved Henry Bowers who decided he wanted to make Eddie eat shit? Eddie would never forgive himself.
But Eddie reaches a hand out to take the scarf from Sans. He holds it gingerly in his hands like it's more of a fragile piece of glass than a worn piece of cloth. He winds it between his palms, squeezing the fabric tightly.
There was a certain kind of magic that came with this sort of thing, a subtle magic stitched into the very fibers.)
I'm sure your brother's the coolest. (He doesn't put the scarf around his neck but instead he winds it around his arm, the one he had broken, and knots it off at the elbow. It actually looks kind of cool, fitted around his hand like some sort of improv cast. He clenches his hand into a fist and smiles. He wouldn't always wear it like that but for now it would do.)
Like armor, right?