Eddy nods silent confirmation when Pouch intervenes. The smile and the nonchalance are starkly different from what Eddy had accidentally intruded on. That sudden intense feeling of everything going gray as Pouch had read Ms. Guzenhauser's memory isn't one he'll forget. Eddy doesn't match Pouch's smile, but then, Eddy tends to be low on mirth.

"Vines above before," he notes, as he observes the broken ceiling lights, hands shoved firmly in his hoodie pocket where his wand is stored. "Smoke." Whatever transpired, they're clearly gone now. A part of him had expected they'd find the same chaos still raging.

When he glances behind him, it's just more hallway. Had they really been traveling so long?

"Came down here to get someone back," he adds as he tries to recall a memory he shouldn't have. "Big fight."