Noble frowned. “Uhm — yeah,” he said, eyebrows drawing together with concern. “One second.” He crossed the room to grab a pitcher of water off of the back shelf — this was just full of potioneering textbooks and various items — and conjured a glass. Noble poured the water in and brought it back to Ford.
“Are you okay?” he asked, finally.
“Are you okay?” he asked, finally.
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