Eddy was half tempted to wiggle his fingers and say a quiet 'ta-dah' in response to Luke's incredulous question. Yup, it was him, it was him all along. He was also tempted to drop his head in his hands, or reach for something far stronger than hard cider. But he didnt, because Precious was getting on him for his alcohol consumption and he'd actually been doing good this week.<br/><br/>Instead, he popped the tab and idly sipped his cider while he watched Luke's face do some incredible things. Confusion to realization to some strained combination of awe and mortification as all the realizations began to settle in. Then he laughed, which was fair.<br/><br/>Eddy kind of wanted to laugh too since he could see it from Luke's point of view. The boy just wanted to get drunk and get laid, he hadn't signed up for all of Eddy's baggage. It was funny, and weird, and terrible, and bizarre. It was a bunch of things all at once, the kind of confused mess that needed a response but there weren't any that were appropriate, so laughter.<br/><br/>"Yeah, I know..." Eddy said, and sipped his cider.