[ eiden's already drinking so he can't answer gold's question with "horny stuff, probably." he quickly blows out the flame and drinks the liquid by half, passing it over to gold next and thumbing at his own lip as he mulls over the flavor and hums.

and then... something swells in his chest and he furrows his brow deeply. ]

Man I... I don't want to be dead. There's... so much stuff I wanted to do. That I had to do... [ he frowns softly, brow furrowed, the compulsion of the words leaving his lips is faintly there, familiar. they keep coming. ]

I don't want to be dead, [ he repeats ] that scares the shit out of me...