[Chrissy curiously watches him as he works, but is careful to stay out of his way. He's focused on setting things up and doesn't need her messing up anything. As he sets to work on drawing symbols on the ground, she's struck with the realization that this is pretty dark stuff. She doesn't think he's a satanist like everyone else in town probably does, but he clearly isn't shying away from dipping into darkness for her sake.
Nothing that he's using makes any sense to her, but she understands that this isn't the time to ask him a ton of questions so he'll explain everything to her. The sight of her green scrunchie however, makes her go rigidly still. Her eyes widen as she looks down at it, at the sight of her hair still tangled in the fabric.
How had he managed to get that, she wonders? And now when she glances over at the small pile of dirt, her stomach twists with the knowledge that some parts of this are better best left alone. Whatever Eddie's had to do and gather, it'll be worth it in the end. Because at the end of this, she'll be alive again.
All she has to do is eagerly nod when he questions her, hands clutching at her cheer sweater.]
I'm ready, but...just in case this doesn't work.
[She very carefully steps in toward him, leaning in to press her cold lips against his forehead. Her mouth seeks out his ear next, so she can whisper to him.]
I love you, Eddie Munson.
[After an affectionate hand through his hair she pulls back, crouching down to rest on her knees across from him. Hopefully she's not in the way here, because she doesn't want him to have to do this alone. She wants to be right by his side the entire time.]
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Nothing that he's using makes any sense to her, but she understands that this isn't the time to ask him a ton of questions so he'll explain everything to her. The sight of her green scrunchie however, makes her go rigidly still. Her eyes widen as she looks down at it, at the sight of her hair still tangled in the fabric.
How had he managed to get that, she wonders? And now when she glances over at the small pile of dirt, her stomach twists with the knowledge that some parts of this are better best left alone. Whatever Eddie's had to do and gather, it'll be worth it in the end. Because at the end of this, she'll be alive again.
All she has to do is eagerly nod when he questions her, hands clutching at her cheer sweater.]
I'm ready, but...just in case this doesn't work.
[She very carefully steps in toward him, leaning in to press her cold lips against his forehead. Her mouth seeks out his ear next, so she can whisper to him.]
I love you, Eddie Munson.
[After an affectionate hand through his hair she pulls back, crouching down to rest on her knees across from him. Hopefully she's not in the way here, because she doesn't want him to have to do this alone. She wants to be right by his side the entire time.]