Richie comes back with a grin and a few new items in his hands. "Dude!" He was all but jogging which wasn't easy for a man of his age and health habits. Still, just seeing Eddie was enough to put some pep in his step. Even with some time passing, Richie can still remember the bone-deep grief he'd wallowed in after Eddie's death. And now that was over.

As long as that cheek didn't fester.

"Dude, there is this big like... I don't know. Temple thing. Everyone in there is all magic and Matilda-y. It's fucking cool. And they gave me stuff for your face that will make it all better."