Miss Fisk duly left the room, which was a relief. About the only thing that was a relief about this situation, Evander realised, because he was struggling to find any other positives.
Except that Alfred hadn’t actually died. There was that.
“I’m - sorry you almost died too,” Evander said, blinking back a little belated disbelief that washed over him in saying it. He dropped onto the chair beside the hospital bed with a sigh. He had meant to interrogate his brother about what had happened to him, and who exactly that Miss Fisk was to him and just how much more trouble Alfred was working up to causing him, but - with whatever had happened today, and quite how exhausted his brother looked - Evander found he didn’t have the heart. Not right now.
Except that Alfred hadn’t actually died. There was that.
“I’m - sorry you almost died too,” Evander said, blinking back a little belated disbelief that washed over him in saying it. He dropped onto the chair beside the hospital bed with a sigh. He had meant to interrogate his brother about what had happened to him, and who exactly that Miss Fisk was to him and just how much more trouble Alfred was working up to causing him, but - with whatever had happened today, and quite how exhausted his brother looked - Evander found he didn’t have the heart. Not right now.
