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Edward Penguin · 11-03-2009, 03:07 PM

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Originally Posted by hermygirl

Slowly swallowing the mouthful of stew, Nia looked firstly across the Great Hall, and then down at Elan. Her stomach had twisted up, and even the thought of dumplings wasn't tempting. She gave a small sigh, when she felt some of Elan's weight shift.

She gave a soft smile as he wiped away his tears, and reached into her bag to offer him a tissue. As he spoke, Nia gave an understanding nod, and subconsciously reached for his hand - perhaps for her own reassurance as much as his, even if she couldn't say why.

As he drifted off, Nia gave that same hand a small squeeze. "It's okay, take your time," she said gently, hoping that it would encourage him to open up a little more. It was sure to help, and he had sparked her curiousity. What could have happened that was so bad? She immediately wished she hadn't thought of that, as her stomach seemed to give a lurch as she worried about her friend. (Was he still just a friend? A year later and she wasn't sure...) "Whenever you're ready, I'm here..."

Elan gratefully accepted the tissue and wiped at his face. He knew he must look so weak right now, but for some reason, it didn't bother him with Nia. He just felt like it was ok and she wouldn't think poorly of him.

He looked at her, feeling her soft hand around his and gave a weak smile. "Well, umm..." he wasn't sure the best way to tell her what had happened at home, so he just launched in. "Well, mum's dead and dad's in the jail for killing her. So now, I've no home in Italy anymore and I've got to live with my mum's family here, who I hardly know and so I'm...well, feeling a little......" he struggled to find the right word. Finally, he settled on it, "...alone."

11-03-2009, 03:07 PM	#120 (permalink)
Edward Penguin Diricawl Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: Hermit town Posts: 26,826 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gendry Elwes Third Year	NARGLES! \|Tree Hugger \| Wears a Penguin Suit & Tie \| Snape on a Stick Quote: Originally Posted by hermygirl Slowly swallowing the mouthful of stew, Nia looked firstly across the Great Hall, and then down at Elan. Her stomach had twisted up, and even the thought of dumplings wasn't tempting. She gave a small sigh, when she felt some of Elan's weight shift. She gave a soft smile as he wiped away his tears, and reached into her bag to offer him a tissue. As he spoke, Nia gave an understanding nod, and subconsciously reached for his hand - perhaps for her own reassurance as much as his, even if she couldn't say why. As he drifted off, Nia gave that same hand a small squeeze. "It's okay, take your time," she said gently, hoping that it would encourage him to open up a little more. It was sure to help, and he had sparked her curiousity. What could have happened that was so bad? She immediately wished she hadn't thought of that, as her stomach seemed to give a lurch as she worried about her friend. (Was he still just a friend? A year later and she wasn't sure...) "Whenever you're ready, I'm here..." Elan gratefully accepted the tissue and wiped at his face. He knew he must look so weak right now, but for some reason, it didn't bother him with Nia. He just felt like it was ok and she wouldn't think poorly of him. He looked at her, feeling her soft hand around his and gave a weak smile. "Well, umm..." he wasn't sure the best way to tell her what had happened at home, so he just launched in. "Well, mum's dead and dad's in the jail for killing her. So now, I've no home in Italy anymore and I've got to live with my mum's family here, who I hardly know and so I'm...well, feeling a little......" he struggled to find the right word. Finally, he settled on it, "...alone." __________________ Image by hermygirl...she's the best!