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‘i have but my eyes are thankfully fine.’ teddy blinked and continued to eat his sacred piece of cake. unlike muggle hospitals, st. mungo’s had wonderful food but a cake was still a treat. ‘there’s too much left to fight for me to let go, but none of it would be perfect without your work, triú.’ of course he had to thank his healers and mediwitches. he never liked being helpless but they made the feeling way better. ‘i’m glad to hear about dua, but primo, really? i’m sure he’s around. has anyone else seen him? i know andi’s still on two feet, you could ask her to look into it if you start worrying more.’
“that’s good to hear. if you feel any differently or start to feel pain again please let me know” she smiled softly. triú smuggles cake to the most injured, she always did it. it was something to brighten their day a little, it was the least she could do. “we knew you wouldn’t go out after this. you’re as stubborn as you are sarcastic and we know you’re a fighter. we’re here to help in any way we can even if that’s smuggling you some cake every ow and again” she admired people like teddy and his colleagues. they put their lives on the line every time they went to work and she couldn’t imagine some of the things they’ve faced. “yeah i’ll need to ask around to see if anyone has seen him or hopefully find him myself”















