Although he's focused in on Richie as the other man walks into the kitchen there is still a jump from Eddie as he reacts. It's more contained because Eddie doesn't want to drop the fucking drinks everywhere even as he yells and reaches up to yank out of his earbuds. There is a pause as Eddie chews on his bottom lip but continues to hold out his reach so Richie can take the glass despite him quickly setting it aside.

He swallows hard at the question as he lets the touch linger before knocking back a needed drink from his glass. Eddie thinks of breaking down and saying everything that is bothering him but ultimately he shakes his head with another drink. "I'm okay," he murmurs with a soft sound. "It's just been a long day."

Which is an understatement to say the least but there is still a part of him that doesn't know how to let himself be truthful. For so long, Eddie had kept everything to himself - first with his mother and then with his wife. He doesn't want that to continue to Richie but he doesn't that to continue with Richie, he wants to be honest and explain his thoughts but ―

"Sorry," he begins. "About the texts, I mean. I didn't mean to ruin, you know, the mood."