[Bill stops just before they reach their bikes and turns, wrapping his arms around Eddie. He can only imagine how it must have felt, showing up in this strange place where so little makes sense or feels familiar, alone and confused after everything they went through. Time is confusing, but of everything, the gap of a month when it had only been a day for Bill is something he readily accepts. Just another strange thing in a long year of terrifying and confusing things they had had to survive and get through together.

But imagining Eddie alone here, having to figure everything out on his own while still dealing with the after effects of everything they went through- memories that felt far more distant already than they had any right to and were difficult to grasp but emotions he remembers all too vividly- he can understand the emotion strangling Eddie's words just fine.]

It's not stupid, and we're here now. We'll stick together and we'll look out for each other. I won't let us get separated again. [He doesn't stutter, but he doesn't notice either. He just knows that Eddie, Richie and Stan are here, that Eddie needs them, and they need each other, and that whatever happened to take Eddie away from them before, Bill isn't letting it happen again. He'll keep the other losers close.]

A month can feel like forever wh-when you f-feel like you're alone. [He knows. The months after Georgie died had dragged so painfully slow, even when the others were around, but when they weren't, the minutes felt like hours, and the nights felt like weeks.