(No, it wasn't complete, but it was closer to complete than Eddie's felt in a while now. There was no way he'd be looking a gift horse in the mouth. There had always been a sort of magic in their group, and with Stan here, Eddie felt a little more bigger, better than he was.

It had been an eternity. He's glad for Stan not making fun of him for the second hug, for just letting him have it. No doubt that Eddie may be a little touchier than usual over the next couple of days.

Eddie places a hand over his chest, mouth opening and face dissolving into an expression of mock-offense.)

I'll have you know that I live in a very sanitary place, Stan! And unlike some savages, I know how to wash my hands.

(.......He glances away from Stan, clearing his throat lightly.)

I also asked around. Apparently there's not any weird space diseases that exist that anyone's really discovered yet.