Eddy flinches at the applause and wraps his fingers around this small precious thing. It needs returned, even though it's likely a poor replacement for the one that was lost. "Yeah," he confirms for Lionel as he slips it into his hoodie pocket for safekeeping. One heart for many doesn't bode well for Pocket.

That heavy feeling when the octopus finishes its lap is more than just the usual anxiety Eddy feels, and he takes a wary step backwards. There's a lot of people here looking not unlike the one who'd blocked the path to the third floor. "Let's find the portal," he says uneasily, hands resting on his backpack straps as he does a half turn to observe the room.