"Hey, you're tired," he said abruptly, sounding terribly guilty. He'd finally noticed that she was shaking slightly, and her breath was coming in short, painful gasps. "I'm sorry, please have a seat. Or do you want me to walk you to your room?"
"My room, I think, but only if you keep talking to me about art."
Looking down into her hopeful face, Angel smiled. He'd never had someone to talk to about this stuff. "Sure," he said softly. He offered her his arm.
Listening to her talk as they slowly made their way down the hall, he thought of the last happy, bubbly teen he'd talked to. He shoved the thought from his mind.
"Hey, I do calligraphy, too, kinda, if you're interested. I have really good penmanship."
"Cool. Like illuminations? I love that. 'Heere Bee Dragons.'" She gasped, "Oh, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to remind you of -"
He covered her hand on his arm with his. "Hey, don't worry about it. I beat it, didn't I? With a little help from Wes? And you?"
Her smile was brilliant, and her face - her face was like she'd just finally figured something out. "Yeah. It got you, but you beat it."
"Yup," Angel knew he'd unwittingly hit on Sarah's feelings about whatever had attacked her. "Everyday I get stronger, I beat it a little more."
"Cool," Sarah whispered, ducking her head, but not before he saw her eyes shining. "Thanks."
"My room, I think, but only if you keep talking to me about art."
Looking down into her hopeful face, Angel smiled. He'd never had someone to talk to about this stuff. "Sure," he said softly. He offered her his arm.
Listening to her talk as they slowly made their way down the hall, he thought of the last happy, bubbly teen he'd talked to. He shoved the thought from his mind.
"Hey, I do calligraphy, too, kinda, if you're interested. I have really good penmanship."
"Cool. Like illuminations? I love that. 'Heere Bee Dragons.'" She gasped, "Oh, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to remind you of -"
He covered her hand on his arm with his. "Hey, don't worry about it. I beat it, didn't I? With a little help from Wes? And you?"
Her smile was brilliant, and her face - her face was like she'd just finally figured something out. "Yeah. It got you, but you beat it."
"Yup," Angel knew he'd unwittingly hit on Sarah's feelings about whatever had attacked her. "Everyday I get stronger, I beat it a little more."
"Cool," Sarah whispered, ducking her head, but not before he saw her eyes shining. "Thanks."
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