Hestia Jones can charm the pants off of you. (hastyhestia) wrote in wished,
Hestia watched the girl with an uneasy feeling bubbling in the pit of her stomach. It was no good to give someone news they didn't want to hear. It was hard enough to do it in circumstances where you actually knew and were friendly with the person. Hestia knew well enough that Verity was handling this with all the grace she could but she could see it was still hard.
"Oh, of course," Hestia said, rising from her spot against the desk. She moved back toward a tall bookcase and filing cabinet. Tapping it three times with her wand, a drawer sprang open. After a few moments, she fished out a couple of thick pamphlets.
She walked back toward Verity. "Here," she spoke quietly as she held out the pamhlets. "Just, let me know if you need anything, alright? I've no problem remaining your Healer if you need anything."