[Eddie's jaw tightens, but he just nods. Susan has a point, after all. It's neither of their faults, but it is their problem. When she brings up the coffee, he springs to his feet almost comically fast.]
I'll make it. You rest.
[He takes both their cups into the kitchen and sets about making more, but not before taking a moment to press his face against one of Susan's cupboard doors and squeeze his eyes shut. Trying to ground himself, or something like it.]
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I'll make it. You rest.
[He takes both their cups into the kitchen and sets about making more, but not before taking a moment to press his face against one of Susan's cupboard doors and squeeze his eyes shut. Trying to ground himself, or something like it.]