[ punnett square. that's it. eddie bobs his head once in a subtle little nod of acknowledgement, gestures at julie with a lazy wave of his hand just for good measure. it's amazing how much bullshit they make you learn in school that you're very likely to never use again outside of it, but - he supposes maybe that's not so true, if punnett squares are somehow coming up in the middle of some - alternate dimension who knows how far away from everything he knows. nevermind that he's the one who brought them up just for the sake of a stupid joke. just to make her laugh. which he catches, even if it's quick, small.
he catches that little flash of enthusiasm, too. the little jolt of excited energy to talk about something she likes, presumably. not so surprisingly, eddie finds it endearing - he gets the same way about music he's really into, too, so he gets it. he'd talk about megadeth and dio and wasp and metallica all day if only someone gave him the opportunity.
eddie takes another short drag, burns through a bit of grass. like the first time, he blows the smoke out away from the both of them, then turns his attention back to julie. at her little crack of a joke, eddie rolls his eyes, but one corner of his mouth pulls up a little with the hint of a fleeting smirk. he tilts his head back against the wall, turns his face to look at her. ]
I don't know, I'm too old to remember. [ back in his day. please. also, it's still kind of weird knowing that there are people here who come from a time after his. from the future, or whatever. and also from the past. that's also kinda weird too.
eddie shrugs one of his shoulders, loose and lazy, and absently thumbs at the chunky silver ring on his left index finger, turning it slightly back and forth just for something to do with his unoccupied hand. ] Can't say I've heard of it, though. Or, uh. Nirvana.
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he catches that little flash of enthusiasm, too. the little jolt of excited energy to talk about something she likes, presumably. not so surprisingly, eddie finds it endearing - he gets the same way about music he's really into, too, so he gets it. he'd talk about megadeth and dio and wasp and metallica all day if only someone gave him the opportunity.
eddie takes another short drag, burns through a bit of grass. like the first time, he blows the smoke out away from the both of them, then turns his attention back to julie. at her little crack of a joke, eddie rolls his eyes, but one corner of his mouth pulls up a little with the hint of a fleeting smirk. he tilts his head back against the wall, turns his face to look at her. ]
I don't know, I'm too old to remember. [ back in his day. please. also, it's still kind of weird knowing that there are people here who come from a time after his. from the future, or whatever. and also from the past. that's also kinda weird too.
eddie shrugs one of his shoulders, loose and lazy, and absently thumbs at the chunky silver ring on his left index finger, turning it slightly back and forth just for something to do with his unoccupied hand. ] Can't say I've heard of it, though. Or, uh. Nirvana.