"I think I'm going to sit this one out," he says, a little weakly.
"Eddie? Are you well?" Roland's gravelly voice.
He takes his hand away from his head. No blood. Awesome.
"Yeah, I'm groovy. Copacetic. Just... go on." He lifts his head and looks up at them, wide-eyed concerned faces. Staring at him. "I said go on. Whaddya think this is, a peep show? Go TCB; I'll be waiting when you get back."
Simon glances up at Roland's impassive face, then turns back to Eddie. And stifles his first impulse, because something about Eddie's face tells him that an offer of sympathy isn't likely to go over well.
He lowers his voice. "--listen, if you're going to be here, can I ask you a favor?"
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Simon opens the door to let Eddie push Susannah through.
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The moment his head intersects with the plane of the door there's a soundless flash of light and he reels away from the door.
MOTHERFUCKER THAT HURT. He presses two fingers to his forehead, gaping.
"Eddie?" Susannah's voice sounds faraway...and a little scared, almost, at least to him, knowing how to read her as he does.
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"Eddie? Are you well?" Roland's gravelly voice.
He takes his hand away from his head. No blood. Awesome.
"Yeah, I'm groovy. Copacetic. Just... go on." He lifts his head and looks up at them, wide-eyed concerned faces. Staring at him. "I said go on. Whaddya think this is, a peep show? Go TCB; I'll be waiting when you get back."
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He lowers his voice. "--listen, if you're going to be here, can I ask you a favor?"
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"This could turn out to be a trap. I've asked Kaylee to bring River here if something goes wrong, just ... "
Simon bites his lip.
"If that happens. Can you keep an eye on them?"
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And they're away, and the door closes behind them.