The annoyance in his voice caused her to somewhat pull back. She was pushing it, wasn't she? Not every conversation needed to be a lecture, she supposed. Nimue couldn't just not worry, however. Sebastian's safety and well-being did keep her fairly worried. She'd seen things go badly far too many times. Or, perhaps, many of those people always would have turned out badly to begin with. Perhaps it truly was best to just let Sebastian be, to trust he could pull himself back. She trusted him with plenty else, why not this?
His hand drew back and her fingers simply flexed for a moment, taking in the removal of warmth and the loss of the connection. There was a part of her that felt disappointed by the contact breaking. Odd, given how she normally was with touch. After a moment of this, she pulled her hand back, clasping her other, setting joined hands in her lap. "Of course I'll go with you." It wasn't even a question. He wasn't going to do this on his own. "I may not like it, depending on what it is, but I'll still do it."
˜”*°•. Maybe he’d been too abrupt . Maybe in the very end, lashing out at Nimue was pointless. However, he couldn’t tolerate it anymore ; the lectures. The fact that everything he did, every decision he went for, ended up getting judged and never listened to. It was almost as if he couldn’t have a single conversation with the people he cared for without it leading to arguments. And as much as he hated being alone, he needed some moments of calm .
❝ It’s in some cave inside the Forbidden Forest. ❞ He began to say not really looking at the other’s expression - he could already imagine the thoughts running inside her head, after all, but it didn’t matter. Whether she eventually decided to join him or not would change nothing . ❝ Salazar Slytherin’s. I think it could have some answers. ❞













