"..." There's an internal battle in Eddie's head, very much wanting to shrug it off, not his problem, especially after the bruises he's been left with. He sighs heavily and steps further inside, nodding for Hargrove to follow.

"I can get you dried off and lend you some shit for now. Find you a room or whatever," he offers, not exactly enthusiastically, but he can't just let the guy wander around and die his first day here.