[Bill drops his bike against a tree, looking out into the forest just to soak it in for a moment. It is still so much to adjust to, but he is adjusting a little at a time and writing to help keep his thoughts organized and hold onto them. He pulls the boat back out of his shirt and heads for the edge, as if it's just the Barrens or a wooded area in Derry, as familiar as anything else to them.]
Like s-s-some kind of illness in the w-water? [There's no telling if the springs are actually dangerous, or if Eddie has decided they are, but for now he takes the other boy's word for truth. He can look into it more someday in the future. For now, Eddie knows more about this place than he does, and Bill trusts him with his life. He steps into the trees fully expecting Eddie to follow. They'll find water together. They just have to not get lost.]
We'll listen for it. [And for anything that might live in the forest, though Bill isn't nearly as worried as he maybe should be. They're together. They'll look out for each other.]
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Like s-s-some kind of illness in the w-water? [There's no telling if the springs are actually dangerous, or if Eddie has decided they are, but for now he takes the other boy's word for truth. He can look into it more someday in the future. For now, Eddie knows more about this place than he does, and Bill trusts him with his life. He steps into the trees fully expecting Eddie to follow. They'll find water together. They just have to not get lost.]
We'll listen for it. [And for anything that might live in the forest, though Bill isn't nearly as worried as he maybe should be. They're together. They'll look out for each other.]
We still have to n-name her.