Still going to argue with you over thirty being old, since it's not. [He replies somewhat teasingly back. The roadie walking along with her, taking in the beaten up scenery.]

London's a big place, we'll find something. Even if we don't find the restaurant, we can bunker down in another building for the night. [He says easily back, glancing back when something catches his eye. His foot being caught as well by something on the ground as his attention wanders, he going from athletic to falling on his ass.

Though there isn't an oof or thud of Eddie hitting the ground, just silence. He's gone, but a black hole in the ground is there in his place.]