[ Eddie almost cries out when she tells him to wait, wants to cry out 'no' or 'wait'. Even though she's here, alive, he's afraid that the moment she leaves his field of vision she'll disappear. But if she is really alive, he's going to have to get used to this. He can't expect to keep an eye on her every moment, has to let her live her own life. And maybe that means just letting her go now, to do whatever she needs to. ]

Yeah, okay. [ He says as the dark blur of her shape leaves his peripheral. While she's gone, he focuses just on breathing, on staying alive. He knew this would be dangerous, would nearly cost him his life, and it seems like with her help he might actually live through this. ] I'm so glad to see you, Chrissy.

[ Maybe her face will be the last thing he ever sees, and he almost thinks that would be enough. If Chrissy Cunningham could live a long and happy life, then it would all be worth it. But she's back, applying belts as tourniquets, and Eddie thinks he might have a good shot at living. ]

Just don't take me to a hospital. [ With her help, Eddie manages to get to his feet, the two of them lurching towards his van. ] We've got an apartment just outside of town. You can stitch me up there.