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[_r_lestrange]

I hope I haven't gone and made things worse...

*looks at the recently-healed scar across his wrist and sighs* *faintly* McKinnon did a good job.

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[dark_imperio]

*Gently* I needed you, love.

Yes, she did. *takes his hand and kisses it*

[_r_lestrange]

I know. We needed each other.

Typist: Waaaah! I have to go to work now! With a broken puppet in my head!!! I don't wanna goooooo!!! *clings* But I'll be back in about 4-5 hours!

[dark_imperio]

Please don't worry.

Typist: OH NO I'M SO SORRY. *hug*

[chorus_of_bells]

*dangerously, hiding her concern* ...Darling? What on earth is wrong with your wrist?

[_r_lestrange]

*pauses* ...I cut myself. By mistake. I had a healer take a look at it. It's alright.

[chorus_of_bells]

Is that all? *now hiding relief*

[_r_lestrange]

*bites his lip and averts his eyes* Yeah...

[golden_line]

*confused* Roddy? What's going on? Are you alright?

[_r_lestrange]

*blinks* ...Cissa...

I'm fine. I was upset. I hurt myself, but Peril got a healer to take a look at it. I'm okay now....did you see your sister is back?

*hesitantly* Have you talked to Per yet?

[golden_line]

*sighs* That seems to be a habit with the two of you. I really wish you'd stop.

And yes, I have seen her. But... *sheepishly* I'm a bit nervous about talking to her. I've no idea what to say. We've always been very close, but that was before... well, yes. I'm not sure what to do.

*sighs again* Yes, I did. He told me. We talked about it. I take it you know too, then?

Whatever happened to watching out for him for me?

Typist: To clarify, he told her he cheated on her. He didn't get around to saying who with.

[_r_lestrange]

I know. I shouldn't have. And I've now been lectured by Bella, Per, Marlene McKinnon, and you. I won't hurt myself anymore unless absolutely necessary.

Is there anything I can do to help? I don't want things to be deadly violent awkward or estranged between the two of you.

I'm sorry, Cissa...I-- *suddenly listens to her words again in his head*...I mean...do I know? Yes, I know. I know more than you think. I'm so sorry. *carefully* Are things...okay with you two?

I'm sorry about what happened with Peril. The two of us were just a mess most of this week. I looked after him as best I could. Then I had some issues of my own, and he wound up helping me, too. I did all I could for him, Cissa. I'm sorry if I let you down on that front.

Typist: Oh...dear...this could be interesting...