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[Eddie would have preferred the theatrics of the drama room, but he did his best to set up an imposing angle for his message. ]

I’m thinking a lot of us could use a chance to blow off some steam, hmm? Lots of work to do around here, and weird ass monsters to fight, but not a whole lot in the way of recreation.

Back home I ran a group called Hellfire Club. Led us in some of the most epic D&D campaigns Hawkins Indiana ever saw. And I was thinking…I could offer my services as Dungeon Master here if people were interested.

Beggars can’t be choosers and I know we have a lot of people who’ve never played, so- lucky you- I’ve decided to open up admission to first timers. Little bonus- anyone who joins gets a Hellfire Mk2 shirt of their very own.

[He shifts to show off the new design he’s printed, a proud smirk on his face.]

I’ll be at the diner this week for people to sell me on their characters. If it’s your first go, I’ll have sheets prepared and can help you fill them out.

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He snorted softly, but glanced away at she, which is as close as he's come to directly addressing the other issue. Apart from his imminent death. But Tony's odd choice of address for his partner drew Eddie's gaze back.

"You met someone here? Isn't that kind of...scary? Knowing they could just- " Eddie snapped his fingers with a frown.

Was that the issue they were edging around? It couldn't be the entire thing, because Tony's slow, expectant smile, not nearly as sharp as the edge of his smirk, still ended with him being the one to point out gently, "They can do that back home, too."

"..." That gave Eddie genuine pause, and he reflected on that with a furrowed brow. Maybe Tony had earned all those doctorates for a reason.

"...that's a good point," he admitted, looking a bit bashful.

As full of too many words as Tony tended to be, he seemed content enough to give Eddie his meditative moment, taking his time with a mouthful of coffee and going back to considering the kitchen someone still had to tidy before he admitted, "They--he did go, though, once. Just disappeared, back home, where I knew, he had known, he was going to die." He didn't quite repeat Eddie's snap, but a softer gesture without the sound, leaving his hand open and empty with a shrug. "I could have never seen him again. So when he did come back--you tell me. He comes back, am I supposed to say, no thanks, don't want to go through that again? How is that different from the first time?"

It took some work to keep the interest from his face at the shift in pronouns, getting a bit antsy again. It wasn't that he didn't like girls exactly. He did. He had countless crushes. He just...liked guys more. And maybe a specific guy, currently... Tony was the second person he'd seen admit to the same interests, though not nearly as openly as Richie, and he wondered if it was something safer to admit here.

He considered Tony's words again, and it's not hard to image himself in that situation. "...I dunno if I know how to be brave like you, Mr. Epic Super Suit. Maybe that's my problem."

Tony started to laugh, a short breath with a wry smile, and wanted to say he'd consider updating his alias because the branding sounded pretty strong. What came out instead was a much more hard-edged, "It's not bravery to refuse to give someone love." His mouth opened again like he might elaborate, he always had an elaboration, only to click shut, sure that wasn't a point that needed expanding on. If Eddie didn't understand it, they were working from very different fundamentals.

That...was a really good point. Eddie blinked and bowed his head, no witty comeback or joke on his lips for once, and he nodded after a moment.

"...I'm glad he came back," he said finally, offering Tony a small smile, meaning Tony's...person. "He's got a pretty cool dude here."

While this was surely a lofty title from Eddie, that was a little heavier, and much more personal than Tony was entirely comfortable with, so he was more than happy to give a toss of his head and a hand to correct, "I'd say you're closer to the big, weird nerd end of the spectrum, but sure, I'm glad he didn't miss his chance to meet you, too."

Eddie laughed and nodded. "Oh no, yeah, I'm totally the King Freak. So tell me about your guy then. He's not one of the demons you were talking about, is he? Cause that would be awkward."

This was an area that Tony was more of an expert at dodging than he was talking about, though most of his tactics were more effective on tabloid reporters than one guy who didn't seem to be trying to draw out the right blade to cut him with. Tony still fixed him with a dubious sidelong look and did his best not to betray too much anxious tension in the way he flicked a careless hand, tighter and closer to his chest than his typical bold gesturing. "You're going to have to let me know how much hellfire is in there," he said, "when he figures out you're the one stealing from him."

Stealing from him? Eddie frowned, and then there was momentary recognition in his eyes before he tried to cover with an innocent head tilt. It didn't work so well immediately following that wide eyed look.

"...Stealing?" he repeated, "What am I supposed to have stolen?" At least he had that part down well enough. Don't verbally acknowledge the supposed theft, no matter what kind of evidence they have against you.

One of the assets of a good DM was how expressive they were. It wasn't such a glowing trait in a criminal mastermind. Tony's eyes widened with Eddie's, then crinkled in a snort of a laugh before Tony was mercifully turning back to his coffee. "Why no, officer, I've never seen those cameras in my life, so I'm certain they haven't seen me," he lilted, adopting an accent that was definitely more transatlantic than midwestern. He had his weaknesses, too.

Snorting at that accent, Eddie gave a toothy grin. "You have fucking cameras in there? Where else are you spying on us, hmm?" he laughed, pointedly looking around the kitchen.

"Look, the aliens told me to find a cassette player at the library, it's their fault."

Loftily and with a delicate hand to his heart, Tony defended, "I think I have a right to install cameras to protect my home from thieves and miscreants." It didn't seem quite so defensible a position as he tried to add in the same tone, "And some other places." Someone had to be watching, and there was no better choice than him.

He rounded on Eddie with a skeptically raised lip and narrowed eyes, not sure he believed that story in the first place, but he definitely didn't believe, "And they told you to tiptoe in and tuck it into your jacket when you did?"

"...That...was a personal choice," Eddie admitted with a small laugh. The place kind of gave him the creeps, and yeah...he probably should have asked. But it was a library, wasn't it? Not that the Hawkins Library would've liked it if he came sneaking in and putting books in his jacket either.

"No one was using them..."

They both knew that was a poor defence, and Tony gave Eddie the chance to perhaps revise it with a narrow look before accepting, "I'll keep that in mind during the campaign." That did open up a whole world of pilfering opportunities to an otherwise lawful paladin, and some vengeful god would have to work extra hard to slow down a character like that.

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