[Richie wouldn't have cared if Eddie went right to bed but he was still playing the situation by ear. Eddie still reads as rattled, and Richie's never been able to ignore the knee-jerk instinct he had to comfort that in him.

He occupies the seat next to him on the sofa easily, and his legs are quite a bit longer than they used to be, his knees bump against his when he pushes his back into the fabric behind him.]

I get it. I mean, I haven't been in your particular situation but I'm not expecting you to start jumping rope or something here - I just want you to know I'm around if you need something, y'know?

Don't apologize for shit that's not your fault. It's not necessary, if anything it's gonna be nice having somebody else here for a change.