@Simon-Says
Charlotte looked up. "Oh, er, just usually Quinn's the one rolling his eyes at your worrying," she explained, biting her lip.
Charlotte looked up. "Oh, er, just usually Quinn's the one rolling his eyes at your worrying," she explained, biting her lip.
(i gtg to bed now. Good night!)
Aster nodded. "Oh. Well." He shrugged slightly, stretching as much as he dared.
(Good night!)
Charlotte gave an uncomfortable half-smile and looked out the window.
Aster sighed softly. "It isn't your fault, you know." He said softly.
Charlotte shook her head. "That's what Quinn said."
Aster sighed softly. "Good."
Not that I believed him, she added in her head. She crossed her arms lightly and looked back out the window.
Aster shifted, wincing slightly as the carriage lurched into motion.
Charlotte briefly looked over, grimacing and looking back out the window.
Aster sighed softly. "Lottie, are you alright?"
Charlotte looked over and forced a smile. "Of course, why wouldn't I be?"
He shrugged slightly. "I don't know." He replied slowly.
"Well, I'm perfectly fine, thanks," she assured him.
Aster nodded. "Oh. Alright." He replied slowly.
Charlotte smiled again before turning back to the window. This was incredibly uncomfortable.
Aster shifted, wincing and rubbing at his wound. Damn.
Charlotte noticed him wince out of the corner of her eye and immediately turned. "Is it hurting too badly?"
He shook his head slightly. "I'm fine." He replied calmly.
"No, you're - " Charlotte sighed. "You aren't," she muttered.
"What?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'll live."
"There's a difference between being alive and being just fine and good, Aster," Charlotte said exasperatedly.
Aster shrugged. "If you say so." He replied.
Charlotte sighed and stared at the ceiling.
Aster watched her for a moment.
Charlotte leaned against the wall and looked around the carriage boredly.
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