It isn't quite the laugh he'd prefer to get out of her, but it's something, and Eddie smiles a little and shakes his head at the apology. Once they're inside the elevator, he jabs at the button for the fourth floor, then leans back against the wall, his hands in the pockets of his vest.

"Yeah," he says. "It's a DnD thing. Dungeons and Dragons? The Hellfire Club?"

All the shit that made everyone in Hawkins think he was some sort of satantic cult leading freak. The shit that made everyone decide he was capable of hurting Chrissy in such a horrific way.

"He's like... a god, basically," he explain. "In the lore. We needed something to call this guy and we just sort of latched onto it, I guess."