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He remained crouched beside Mr. Melo-Dreamer, his attention narrowing back to practicalities now that the initial disorientation had passed and the Gryffindor displaying more signs of consciousness. Two fingers carefully lifted his chin gently while his eyes honed in on the reddening mark on the boy's forehead. "Visible and tender," he noted with a tsk. "You'll be joining Miss Dragaur for a quick visit to the Hospital Wing, just in case. I have no intention of discovering any complications after the fact."
That went for both of them.
The matter settled, he turned his attention back to the wider glen and rolled his sleeves up over his elbows. "Not venom, Miss Webb," he lamented, his voice sharply cutting the ambient forest noises. "Silk. The mention of venom was merely a prompt as to the creature involve, not the answer itself." A fine find nonetheless, but potions brewing demanded precision.
Cox turned towards he perimeter of the glen then, he branches and leaves rustling as they emerged - and he certainly lacked the doey eyed wonder that the majority of the students (yes, that most certainly includes you, Miss García-Massey) currently wore. The stones, after all, marked ground the centaurs had deemed suitable for inexperienced hands for exploration and gathering. He inclined his head to the newcomers, "You have my thanks."
He stepped aside to allow for the rush of enthusiasm and onslaught of questions that he had no authority to anwer - save for one. "They have not come to escort us anywhere, but rather offer what they alone can gather and preserve using centaurian methodology." His sharp hazel eyes shifted to Kaelion and the pouches at his side. "You lot ought to approach and accept one, offer your thanks, and move out of the way so the next student may accept one."
The sun dipped lower beyond the treeline, the shadows of the forest stretching longer across the forest floor.
"Make sure you also secure what you've managed to gather," he added. "We'll be beginning our walk back shortly. Day is a resource like any other an we've used our share."
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass.....................................
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like
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