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Originally Posted by Tegz  West rubbed at his eyes with the backs of his hands almost fiercely, trying to get rid of the dampness still there and feeling angry about it, and about not being able to deal with the boggart. He wasn't SCARED of boggarts it wasn't that, and he knew about the spell and could cast it and all of that, it was just that he hadn't been prepared for what that was.
Flammy being there and stuff was a relief though and the sheer anguish of the encounter was gone now, much of the tension seeping out of him with each comforting shoulder rub.
He wasn't saying much but he was listening and processing and West looked up at the professor at mention of Blue. She had? He had heard her, now that he thought on it. But also, now that he thought on it, it meant she'd seen him completely lose his nerve. That was embarrassing. Would she think less of him?
"It was for h-homework though." He said. "We kinda d-did have to." And he'd failed. And now he'd have to write about why he failed, and that sort of made it even worse.
"P-people might laugh." West added quietly, still tripping over his words in miniature, more subdued sobs. Stammering...or stuttering...or both...
Whichever it was the boy was doing it and that was usually followed by tears. Tears were just not something that the astronomer did and he could feel his insides squirming already at the thought of how to handle the fourth year is he were to start actually crying. So it was probably a good thing that he was still looking everywhere but at Mr. Odessa's face.
He did keep rubbing the boy's shoulders though. "Do you think you can stand?" He could stay here too, if he wanted. There was no rush and obviously the boy was traumatized.
Yes yes. He was well aware about this being an assignment. "I doubt Med--- Professor Romanos will give you failing marks for your efforts, Mr. Odessa," he said while giving the boy an awkward sideways hug. He really meant his words too. If he knew Medea, which he was rather confident that he did by this point, she wouldn't fail a student simply because they could not overcome their worst fear. "First time facing this particular boggart?"
He wasn't asking for details here either. Just curious.
Ah yes. Boyish pride. "They shouldn't." Didn't mean that anyone wouldn't because kids could be cruel, but they shouldn't. "Anyone that does you send them straight to me, alright?" Unless Mr. Odessa was against being called a tattletale.
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