"I have to," she says, and then bites her lip. She has some injuries, and she needs to put cream on them, bandage them, but if there were ever an awkward moment to do that...
"A-alright," he says, but looks terribly worried. "If you need to go to your room for something, I can - I can just close my eyes, I won't - you don't need to worry about me."
He takes a deep breath, presses it down. In, out, in out. Focus. He
won't let himself get mad or frightened. He can be better. He can show
her he can be better.
The anger rises in him like a slow tide - who would do that, what would they want to prove, how could they use someone like Elizabeth that way - but he's familiar with it. The rhythm of feeling the Obscurus stir, pushing it back down, is slowly becoming more familiar again. Having the beast inside him at the height of its powers is making its moods easier to identify, even as it rattles at the bars of its cage all the harder.
"....good. I'm glad it didn't. Nobody should - nobody should do that."
She can practically see it in him, and she looks at him, his eyes, his jaw, even as she can feel the muscles in his body tense up against her.
She's proud of him. She's scared, too, a little, because right now she doesn't want to know what would happen to her if he erupted again-- but proud. It shows in the way she smiles at him now, and her fingers grasp his so she can squeeze his hand.
That little touch makes him fairly vibrate with anxiety, but only for a
second, and then he relaxes - like a nervous stray cat who isn't sure
whether a touch is going to be good or bad until it's underway.
"I was hurt once and - another wizard healed me," he says. "It wasn't his
job or anything like that, he could just - do it. I think, maybe most of
them can."
"It could be useful now," he says, "if you're hurting," but he won't pursue it any further than that. He steps into the elevator with her and watches her press a button.
She appreciates him not pressing further- honestly, honestly, she's deeply ashamed of the whole episode. She feels used on top of her physical pain, and it's making her feel dirty.
It's taking a lot already to stay calm in front of Credence, someone she doesn't want to bother for varied reasons. It's not obvious, but this close, he'll be able to feel it in her shoulders.
"Let's talk about something else," she proposes, quietly, as the elevator goes.
"Oh." He looks a little wide-eyed at the coincidence - he was aware Elizabeth had a roommate, sometimes, but not who it was. "She's been - very kind. She showed me a gallery in the Enclosure that she made."
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Date: 2017-01-25 06:30 pm (UTC)Too much, anyway.
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Date: 2017-01-25 06:51 pm (UTC)Turn into an existential horror and kill her instantly? That's a terrible promise.
"I'll try not to bother you until this is over. Where were you meaning to go?"
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Date: 2017-01-25 07:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-25 07:39 pm (UTC)The fluster is strong with this one.
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Date: 2017-01-25 08:15 pm (UTC)"It can wait. Your room?"
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Date: 2017-01-25 08:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-25 08:26 pm (UTC)"I got," she starts, trying to be honest with him, but the last time he got so angry. "Injured."
A little. Well. She lost a lot of blood, but she's always a little pale around the nose.
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Date: 2017-01-25 08:50 pm (UTC)He takes a deep breath, presses it down. In, out, in out. Focus. He won't let himself get mad or frightened. He can be better. He can show her he can be better.
"What happened?"
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Date: 2017-01-25 08:54 pm (UTC)"Someone used me to teach someone else a lesson. It didn't work."
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Date: 2017-01-25 09:05 pm (UTC)"....good. I'm glad it didn't. Nobody should - nobody should do that."
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Date: 2017-01-25 09:10 pm (UTC)She's proud of him. She's scared, too, a little, because right now she doesn't want to know what would happen to her if he erupted again-- but proud. It shows in the way she smiles at him now, and her fingers grasp his so she can squeeze his hand.
"They shouldn't. I know."
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Date: 2017-01-25 09:35 pm (UTC)That little touch makes him fairly vibrate with anxiety, but only for a second, and then he relaxes - like a nervous stray cat who isn't sure whether a touch is going to be good or bad until it's underway.
"Have you been to the infirmary?"
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Date: 2017-01-26 10:50 am (UTC)"The person who wasn't interested in the lesson- she brought me."
She keeps holding his hand like this, trying to get him to calm down, stop vibrating.
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Date: 2017-01-26 11:17 am (UTC)"Mr Scamander could probably - heal you," he says, haltingly, unsure of his own words. "If you still have any injuries the infirmary couldn't mend."
Maybe he could, too, if he knew how. If he had a wand. If he wasn't broken.
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Date: 2017-01-26 11:19 am (UTC)"Could he?" She asks him, raising her eyebrows. She has no idea what Scamander could do- he just seems awkward.
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Date: 2017-01-26 11:23 am (UTC)"I was hurt once and - another wizard healed me," he says. "It wasn't his job or anything like that, he could just - do it. I think, maybe most of them can."
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Date: 2017-01-26 12:19 pm (UTC)"He should work in the infirmary," she says, and stops in front of an elevator to get to her floor.
"I know they're always short."
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Date: 2017-01-26 12:42 pm (UTC)Sick as opposed to injured, which Mr Graves dealt with so seamlessly that he assumes all wizards are capable.
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Date: 2017-01-26 01:19 pm (UTC)"It could be useful in emergencies," she suggests, then shrugs. It's not really her problem.
The elevator dings, and she steps in with him.
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Date: 2017-01-26 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-26 10:01 pm (UTC)It's taking a lot already to stay calm in front of Credence, someone she doesn't want to bother for varied reasons. It's not obvious, but this close, he'll be able to feel it in her shoulders.
"Let's talk about something else," she proposes, quietly, as the elevator goes.
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Date: 2017-01-26 10:16 pm (UTC)He shakes his head, changes the subject.
"D-do you know Annie?"
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