Eddie can't really frown more than he already is, at this point. It's not possible or he actually would be, so he fidgets with his hands instead, belatedly realizing he hasn't actually pulled them back from near the envelope yet. "You can't just what, exactly?" He asks, because he's Eddie. He has to ask. It's who he is.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2013-11-25 06:25 am (UTC)