He leant sideways against the door, wondering whether he was better off giving Elsie her privacy or going in to check on her. This was... weirdly new, for them. The last time they’d lived together semi-permanently had been Hogwarts, and this was a far cry from anything that had happened in the Gryffindor Common Room.
“Don’t worry,” he protested, at her apology, trying to wave it off as best he could without her able to see him. “It’s fine.” Tybalt was chewing on his bottom lip, though, because although he didn’t mind being woken up it still wasn’t fine if she wasn’t well, and although he’d spent an odd morning like this after drinking too much the night before, he wasn’t - a healer, didn’t know what this could be, wasn’t sure how to help.
Elsie seemed to have expected it, though - it passes after a little while, she’d just said - so, what, this was a regular occurrence? Her every day? Tybalt pulled a grimacing face to himself, though it would do no one any good. “So this has happened... before?” Okay, well, that would be less than ideal, but at least hopefully that meant she wasn’t - dying, or anything.
“Don’t worry,” he protested, at her apology, trying to wave it off as best he could without her able to see him. “It’s fine.” Tybalt was chewing on his bottom lip, though, because although he didn’t mind being woken up it still wasn’t fine if she wasn’t well, and although he’d spent an odd morning like this after drinking too much the night before, he wasn’t - a healer, didn’t know what this could be, wasn’t sure how to help.
Elsie seemed to have expected it, though - it passes after a little while, she’d just said - so, what, this was a regular occurrence? Her every day? Tybalt pulled a grimacing face to himself, though it would do no one any good. “So this has happened... before?” Okay, well, that would be less than ideal, but at least hopefully that meant she wasn’t - dying, or anything.
