"I--" It's on the tip of his tongue to deny that he's crying (boys don't cry, right?) but the words never come.

On the inside. It does feel like he's been crying on the inside ever since.

Eddie looks away for a moment, to get his composure back. And he sees a nearby bench, beside one of the cemetery's paths. "I think... it might be nice to talk about Stan. If you're willing to hear about him. Let's go sit down--" and he points, "over there."

He smiles a little wryly and explains, "My new job here is more physical than I'm used to, so I still get real tired most days."