To be fair, I actually killed a human man who stabbed you. Like, okay, I didn't do it because he stabbed you but like. I would have punched him pretty hard if I knew that part...

[He's smiling and finally the tears slow to a trickle. Richie kisses Eddie on the nose and then again on the lips. Part of him wants to have them sit down and keep eating and the other part wants to drag Eddie inside and to the couch for more making out. As he wars between those instincts he traces Eddie's nose and scar with the tips of his fingers. ]

Okay. So we're doing this. You and me.

[He lets out a wet laugh.]

The group chat is going to lose their shit.