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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Yes, well you get past Victis Honor and collapse like a sack of pumpkins," he said, rolling his eyes, his worry making him sound more sarcastic than normal. "Forgive me for being a bit more vigilant than usual." He hovered as Seamus sat down, not quite sure what to do to help immediately, not wanting smother him. "I'm glad Dominic came too," he said softly. He knew that if he'd been stuck downstairs he'd have been frantic and have been deeply tempted to close up and take care of Seamus instead.

When Seamus noticed the owl he nodded. "Yeah, it's from Adrian, I recognise the owl," he said, eyeing Seamus' hand on his stomach as he moved over to retrieve the message and accompanying potion. He read the note and tried not to show his surprise and fear at what he read. If Adrian wasn't allowing any more potion without a note he'd obviously asked for something strong. "Wait for a note back?" he asked the owl, which hooted softly in reply. He crossed back to Seamus. "Okay, well if you've not eaten I don't know if you should be having all of this," he said, assessing the vial. It wasn't a generous dose, but if Seamus truly was hungry it wasn't going to do anything but mask the symptoms, plus some things weren't good on an empty stomach.

"Now, I'm no healer, but can I have a feel?" he asked. He could at least work out if there was actually any particular points of pain or it felt really hot or hard. Not exactly how or why he wanted to get his hands on Seamus, but that was pretty much as far from his mind as it could be right now.