Experimental Charms! Experimental Charms, come on! He’d been told the names of all the committee a few times, he was sure, but right now all the names he could recall were not the one he needed, and this felt like very much the same form of awkwardness as sitting there staring at an exam paper and being utterly unable to fill out any of the answers, only the exam paper didn’t tend to knit its brows like so.
There was another wave of relief when the older man rescued him (again). Fisk, Tybalt mouthed to himself. Fisk. He wasn’t likely to forget it again. Not when he had to come back next week. “Next week,” he said weakly, careening off through the door with another nod of thanks and a gnawing feeling that now, now, he was going to have to fashion up another excuse of why all his work had disappeared and needed re-doing before he made it back to his own department.
Maybe he’d take a long, winding detour.
There was another wave of relief when the older man rescued him (again). Fisk, Tybalt mouthed to himself. Fisk. He wasn’t likely to forget it again. Not when he had to come back next week. “Next week,” he said weakly, careening off through the door with another nod of thanks and a gnawing feeling that now, now, he was going to have to fashion up another excuse of why all his work had disappeared and needed re-doing before he made it back to his own department.
Maybe he’d take a long, winding detour.
