( There is only the smallest amount of shock as Richie strides forward and pulls himself into a hug. For a moment, Eddie can only stare of Rich's shoulder before breathing out and relaxing noticeably. It gives him a moment to just calm down, hand squeezing a fistful of Richie's shirt before they both lean back.

Again there is a moment of surprise as his friend takes his chin, tilting it just enough that he could get a look at the wound on his cheek and ending with him ultimately frowning. )

Still, I'm glad you're here. ( He murmurs honestly. ) N-no, no hospitals. I think I'll be fine but I wouldn't say no to something to eat or even something to drink. Definitely something to drink, I think.