He's trying hard not to let the full weight of his disappointment settle over him, because he already feels enough guilt as it is, without feeling like a sulky teenage boy who only made it to first base.

Eddie sighs heavily and leans back against the couch, rubbing a webbed hand over his face. "I don't know. I...we have to do the right thing, I know, but I don't want to." Ka help him, he doesn't want to. He wants to have one thing go his way in this fucking place. Just once. He wants things to be easy, and he knows all too well that the easy thing and the right thing are almost never the same.