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[witchsson]

[ Carefully tending to cuts and bruises. ]

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[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*THIS LOOK.*

Aidan?

[witchsson]

[ ... Ah. He winces self-consciously, gives a half shrug and dabs at his face a little more. ]

Hey.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

What happened to you?

[witchsson]

[ He... hesitates a moment, cleaning his cuts distractedly. ]

... Went to find Vance.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*silence as he imagines ... things.*

You didn't have to do that.

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

[ She could look more sympathetic, but she just had a chat with Vance. She is in a Bad Mood. ]

And what were you trying to accomplish with that, exactly?

[ Yeah, she knows where those cuts and bruises are coming from. And she will come over to help you tend to them now. Just... a bit huffily.]

[witchsson]

[ He does, at least, look a little guilty -- but he won't apologise for it. Just push his hair back a little and give a half-shrug. ]

Make him back off.

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

He just thinks it somehow makes you even, you realize that, right?

[ She dabs carefully at a cut, touch gentle even if her tone isn't. ]

That's what he told me. That me and Lester had been "avenged".

[witchsson]

That's fine. I don't care, as long as he stays away.

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

Hello, aren't you Siobhan's--

Would you like me to heal that?

[witchsson]

[ ... Blinkity blink. ]

... It's fine. Her... what?

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

[Question ignored. 8)]

Whyever not? It will not hurt.

[witchsson]

[ ... Yes... But... -- ]

... Who are you?

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*THIS LOOK.*

Aidan?

[witchsson]

[ ... Ah. He winces self-consciously, gives a half shrug and dabs at his face a little more. ]

Hey.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

What happened to you?

[witchsson]

[ He... hesitates a moment, cleaning his cuts distractedly. ]

... Went to find Vance.

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

[ She could look more sympathetic, but she just had a chat with Vance. She is in a Bad Mood. ]

And what were you trying to accomplish with that, exactly?

[ Yeah, she knows where those cuts and bruises are coming from. And she will come over to help you tend to them now. Just... a bit huffily.]

[witchsson]

[ He does, at least, look a little guilty -- but he won't apologise for it. Just push his hair back a little and give a half-shrug. ]

Make him back off.

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

He just thinks it somehow makes you even, you realize that, right?

[ She dabs carefully at a cut, touch gentle even if her tone isn't. ]

That's what he told me. That me and Lester had been "avenged".

[witchsson]

That's fine. I don't care, as long as he stays away.

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

Hello, aren't you Siobhan's--

Would you like me to heal that?

[witchsson]

[ ... Blinkity blink. ]

... It's fine. Her... what?

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

[Question ignored. 8)]

Whyever not? It will not hurt.

[witchsson]

[ ... Yes... But... -- ]

... Who are you?