Richie stopped when Eddie did and could see the dots connecting for him. Shit. Shit, he really could have been a bit more guarded talking about this whole thing. But, then again, Eddie had apparently been snapped up here seconds before he died. Part of Richie couldn't help but feel like he had a right to know what happened to him. What use was it to lie?

"No." His eyes went shiny as they focused over Eddie's shoulder and his mind went back to that fucking sewer and Eddie's expressionless face. A tear fell down his cheek and he scrubbed it away fast, sniffling. Not his moment. He had to hold it together.

"No. You didn't, Eds."