Of course not. [ Eddie says between shallow breaths, as he battles with consciousness. ] I'm never gonna leave you again.

[ That much is true. He needs to make sure that it's true. Because he's managed to bring her back, and there's so much he wants to do, an entire life he wants to be able to live with her. That requires him living as well, which hadn't seemed like much of an ask before he started the ritual. Now it feels almost impossible, but Eddie is fighting with everything he has to stay with her. Just breathe, breathe and try not to bleed out. He can do that.

The sweater she has pressed to his arm is helping, staunches the exodus of blood from his arm. For as much blood as there is, the cut itself was not particularly deep, and that could be the difference in keeping him alive. Eddie leans heavily into her, soaks in her warmth, the warm press of her body. ]

I'm okay. [ He murmurs, and this time, feels like it's true. This is going to leave a gnarly scar, but he's feeling less at risk of bleeding out with every passing moment. ] I'm gonna be alright, Chrissy. I'm not leaving you. Promise.