ianthe: harry can't POSSIBLY love you, nav; she lobotomized herself to forget about you! to love is to remember!
not five pages earlier: gideon waxing poetic about how harrow tenderly wrapped gideon's sunglasses (that harrow allegedly hated btw) and sealed them tightly in an envelope for eight months on the OFF CHANCE gideon came back in some way shape or form
gideon: yeah seems legit. i mean she didn't even seem happy when i died for her so like.



















