Developing an aversion for pudding is unfortunate, but Eddy thinks he might be there. Luckily a gut full of memory pudding doesn't slow down the reflexes, because shit, those vines are completely unexpected.

Eddy bumps his elbow back at Audrey, gently. The sudden, sourceless frost is unmistakable, and he glances over his shoulder to the train car. Strange, comforting, and a little sad, to think he'd been watching over this little spot and they'd never known he was there.

"Find her. Save her," he promises before they disappear through the shrubs.