Until the wound becomes a window

baby olly walking around the downs thinking about how he wants to share this place with qifrey as he's doing his homework... we see him do this as an adult too, wondering what qifrey would think about something or how qifrey and the girls are doing when they aren't there. in a crowded field it's one of the most 'oh olly I'm so sorry it's love and it's terminal' behaviours he exhibits lol

(something to be said about how the context of the great hall memory is her realizing she doesn't actually know very much about him, at the same time as showing that she's already seen through to something in him that most people probably won't)

as this edit winds its weary way towards completion, I had to decide that this part didn't fit with what I was doing anymore and must go, but I still kind of like it. maybe it'll find its home in another fic at some point but I decided I'd just post it like this in case it doesn't

same energy as your dad looking at your drawing and going 'oh what a nice... horse??'. I love that he's willing to entertain the possibility that they've gone with a bold avant garde approach he's just too old and staid to get fhsakj