justin finch-fletchley is a fierce badger. (nosnakes) wrote in vindicatus,
Her touch was distracting, partially because he hadn’t felt it in so long. It was still the most familiar thing in the world though, the touch of her fingertips against his palm. It would have been intoxicating if they weren’t sitting in a room at St. Mungo’s, her in a hospital bed.
A few weeks wasn’t as bad as he’d expected, not with how she’d avoided looking at him before answering. Unless that wasn’t an accurate estimate of how long. “A few like… three?” he asked, a light teasing in his tone so she’d know he wasn’t trying to call her out. “Or more like eight?”