[She's so easy to fluster. Eddie should not find this as amusing as he does, and yet he continues to gently prod when he can. Sorry, Haru.]

I could. But I don't want to.

[In fact, he really doesn't want to be alone in a strange world, departed from the one familiar face he knows. It's bad enough being dead, not knowing if he should resign himself to never seeing those from his home again, never seeing his uncle one final time. Why would he isolate himself further here?

Not that she gets to hear this more serious thoughts, because he's just smiling.]

So be as presumptuous as you like. You're stuck with me, and you gotta deal with it. Lucky you.