[Eddie pulls himself together and crosses back over into the main room, setting down Susan's coffee and nodding.]
No sweat. Figured we could both use it.
[The coffee is hot enough that it scalds his tongue and the roof of his mouth, but maybe that's for the better. It's a good distraction from his inner turmoil, anyway. He pulls his knees up and plants his feet on the edge of the sofa, making himself take up a little less space. Less threatening, or something, not that he's thinking about it consciously.]
I really can leave, if you want. Take mine to go.
[Remove himself as the source of temptation, he means.]
no subject
No sweat. Figured we could both use it.
[The coffee is hot enough that it scalds his tongue and the roof of his mouth, but maybe that's for the better. It's a good distraction from his inner turmoil, anyway. He pulls his knees up and plants his feet on the edge of the sofa, making himself take up a little less space. Less threatening, or something, not that he's thinking about it consciously.]
I really can leave, if you want. Take mine to go.
[Remove himself as the source of temptation, he means.]