Eddie grits his teeth, but doesn't quite roll his shoulder back from the jab, feeling he owes it to Harrington to at least absorb that much.
His brows lower faintly at the notion that he was someone Steve cared about, and his gaze drops all together at the mention of Dustin.
"...He wasn't supposed to-" he argues weakly, face scrunching as he tries not to feel the full crushing weight of guilt. He never meant for Dustin to see him like that. He'd tried...
"Hawkins made up their mind about me even before any of this shit happened, Harrington. They were never going to believe I wasn't guilty." He tries to shake his head, whether to the notion of them mourning him, or to himself deserving better isn't entirely clear, throat tight.
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His brows lower faintly at the notion that he was someone Steve cared about, and his gaze drops all together at the mention of Dustin.
"...He wasn't supposed to-" he argues weakly, face scrunching as he tries not to feel the full crushing weight of guilt. He never meant for Dustin to see him like that. He'd tried...
"Hawkins made up their mind about me even before any of this shit happened, Harrington. They were never going to believe I wasn't guilty." He tries to shake his head, whether to the notion of them mourning him, or to himself deserving better isn't entirely clear, throat tight.