Well, I hope we saved her. I don't remember much after IT got me.

[It's a good thing for them both that Richie's got a decent constitution when it comes to nasty shit. He slides his hand down and off of Eddie's back and lets his palm linger on his wrist as he maps out the quickest course of action to get them back to the house.]

I- uh, I- I don't have much for spare clothes. You can wear the shit I sleep in. C'mon.