#24.06.84

There was minimal grace when Amelia draped herself over the chair that was beside Edgar’s bed and even less as she tried to collect herself enough to pull a forced smile and take on the ‘strong older sister’ disposition she usually carried. Doing so was tougher than expected so she was quick to give a defeated sigh and try to summon a more natural seeming expression. Amelia was left emotionally and physically drained from casting Patronus after Patronus. It was an exhaustion she would happily take since it meant orders of getting some rest and didn’t require medical attention.

“Rosier told me to go easy on you,” She confessed with a shake of her head. “So I will spare you from the ‘I told you so’ speech for now.” As nervous as she was about him, the little bits and pieces of information she gained before getting the nerve to go in and see him had left her mildly impressed. There was a beat of silence then she reached out to grab Edgar’s hand, nose wrinkling at the grime that covered him, and squeeze it.

Pandora wasn’t usually one for worrying but the phrase ‘Explosion in London’ had left her on edge since the moment she heard about it. Having missed Xenophilius and the others’ arrival could be blamed purely on her being respectful enough to keep her distance until things didn’t seem as busy in the infirmary. She didn’t want to seem too overbearing and doubted anyone needed to hear Rosier telling her off for stepping foot in it before people were situated. Her track record with healing things herself had turned into being deemed a hazard. A statement she strongly disagreed with but knew well enough to respect when it came to serious situations.

Keeping her distance could be damned though, since she took Ted and Andromeda’s leaving the space as an excuse that one more body in the room wouldn’t be overly damaging. Pandora gingerly flung herself at Xeno once she spotted them, her lips finding the familiar spot in between their neck and shoulder to briefly press against while she took in the fact that they were there and appeared to be in one piece.

A quick glance in Emmeline’s direction left Evan masking his worries with a calm expression upon spotting Hestia in the doorway of the infirmary. He had only caught bits and pieces of what was said when Robyn and Regulus were pulled to the field. Reading in between the lines left him aware the Death Eater’s plan had come into play but there was an inkling of confusion that accompanied the little information he caught. Fiendfye. He could have sworn Theo mentioned a few traps and their both having been in agreement on their - was it even his side at this point with the mixed feelings of disgust and worry pooling in his stomach about Theodosia and the others? - side likely intercepting one or two of the teams.

“Right,” Evan struggled with not grimacing when he spoke. He cleared his throat and tried to maintain the somewhat disconnected look he had before. “Just to get me and Emmeline up to speed now that you’ve had a moment to breathe - I’m going to need a rundown on what they ran into and what you think the most pressing of them are.”  It took a lot to not immediately ask about Theo but holding off until certain he could keep his thoughts busy was the best call. After all, she could handle herself, at least well enough to avoid getting killed, so if he did end up needing to treat her for anything it would likely be something minor.

Evan could handle chaos. It was part of his day job so handling injuries after the mission shouldn’t have felt nearly as exhausting as it did. Not even two full teams back and he was already dealing with one person in critical condition and the rest of the team having come back concussed or worst. He would owe a thank you to Emmeline later since she was doing a phenomenal job at going back and forth between people. She had better bedside manner than his own but he had the excuse of worrying about multiple people if it came to someone complaining to Hestia or Alastor. At the end of the day, he cared about no one dying more than being viewed as the friendly healer putting up with being sworn at, screamed at, or both.

He had been about to take a seat and catch his breath for a moment when Severus came in with someone, merely earning an arched brow and a groan before he shifted his attention from Lily to the two.

Pandora never went far when it came to missions. That much was a given with the ones that involved Xeno going out and her talents having been put to use before everyone left HQ. She hadn’t felt this insignificant in a while though, with the little pieces of information she picked up from listening to the others only making her feel worse.

It was information she likely wasn’t supposed to be privy to but it didn’t count as eavesdropping when the others’ voices could clearly be heard from down the hall now that there were fewer people than before. 

They would have sent for her if it was a bad enough situation to require properly throwing her into fieldwork - likely a little shock mixed in with doing so since the patronus wouldn’t have had to travel far this time around. Knowing that didn’t change the fact that she felt guilty trying to stick to reading instead of doing something useful. A soft groan escaped when she went to stand up, uncertain of how long she had actually been sitting on the floor for, and she left the  corner she claimed. The book was abandoned with it. 

Finding Hestia wasn’t all that challenging but getting the nerve to approach was since she likely could have offered assistance earlier. Better late than never though.