Evander tried to be quiet when the door opened to the room. He didn't jump right out and it was a good thing too. What was Nell doing here, and with... oh it was Harry. He'd been in the Theatre long enough to recognise him and Evander's eyes grew wide as he tried to move further back in the wardrobe.
Oh where was Robin?
Suddenly the door was opened and he found himself yanked out, a tight hand around his arm. Had Nell told on him after all? They didn't get along but Evander didn't think he would be so mean.
"I.... I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me. I didn't mean any harm." Evander cowered, trying not to show any defiance or uncooperative behaviour. Harry was in charge; Harry was authority. Evander had learned this lesson far too many times and did not relish the punishment that came for disobeying. "Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry."