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Originally Posted by sock
Because the daylight has almost faded, Simon doesn't open his umbrella. He stares at Aydan's outstretched hand, has an internal panic attack, but ends up taking it. He has relatively small hands, and he's a bit embarrassed by it - he wonders if Aydan will mention it. "Lead the way," he says with a grin. |
She notices how small his hands are, but she only smiles and does not mention it. With a pang of sadness she recalls that her mother would have called them 'musicians hands'. She smiles again, this time a little sadly. Then she leads him towards a tall, white-grey building that seems to be a little run-down and kind of intimidating. Aydan looks over her shoulder and smiles at him before she opens the door, only to stop in her tracks when she sees someone that looks a lot like her father. Her blue eyes darts away from him and looks up at Simon. She wants to hide, wonders where she can hide, when the warden smiles at her sweetly.
"Aydan, dear, this lad told me how he's related to you. He is your cousin, he says, and his father is willing to take you in!" The warden says happily - glad to be rid of her. "The paperwork has been dealt with."
But Aydan feels only fear. With another look at Simon, she shakes her head and tries to hide behind him, pressing herself against him - mostly on accident. "n-n-no, i ain't gonna g-go...." she whispers, her voice cracking. The 'cousin' only looks at her and smirks before hiding it. That only seems to scare her more.