It didn't take long for Alvin to reappear with Calla's mother, but it gave Sisse enough time to remember precisely what she was to Alvin - no, Mr. Bixby - and that was not whatever that moment, that kiss had hinted at.

When they arrived back in the greenhouse her eyes darted to his face, trying to read whatever thoughts were there, but Mrs. Potts all too quickly drew her attention back to the throbbing of her wrist. "I'm so sorry." Sisse apologized even as she grimaced and winced at each small movement. "I should have been more careful." But Mrs. Potts seemed to disregard these comments and settle into helping Sisse as if Sisse were one of her own. With no judgement, only kindness.

Wrapping the bandage up hurt even as Mrs. Potts set her wand to doing it, each wrap around her wrist made her wince, but she did her best to solider through and make it seem as if it hardly hurt at all. Honestly? She just wanted to go back to the castle and curl up under the covers to hide from the world and sleep away this miserable day.

His question had Sisse's blue eyes darting up to him, trying to consider why he'd ask that question, watching his face for each clue it gave. She suspected hospitals gave him pain given everything and there was no way she could hurt Alvin any further than she already had. "Yes, the nurse will be perfectly fine!" Sisse was quick to chirp with an eager nod, perhaps too eager, "I'd just be a nuisance at the hospital."