He nods. "Yup. Escaped from a mental institution to come kill me and my friends." He sighs. "It's... a long story."

That offer seems sound. After all, it's not like he can look at his own face without a mirror... and he's not even so sure he wants to see it. He nods. "Sure..."

Under the gauze is a knife wound. The blade went clean through Eddie's cheek, through to his mouth. It had been cleaned up and bandaged, but after swimming and fighting in the sewers, it looks pretty gnarly.