 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Dynah had nothing to regret, because she hadn’t really even asked. She’d merely agreed to Tam’s offer - and Tam had offered. She didn’t like to see her friend in pain and she imagined it would be even more difficult to pull something out like that on herself, by herself, so even if she was a bit queasy…. She was still happy to do it.
And honestly, it hadn’t been that bad. One tug and it was removed from the Hufflepuff - thankfully seemingly without any additional pain, which was extra relief for the little Eaglette. At the squeeze to her hand, Tam looked up to give her a gentle smile giving a reassuring squeeze in return. She was extra relieved too when Dy tested the movement - and thankfully seemed to have no issues. “Does it hurt at all now that the twig is out?”
She was almost a little sad when Dy moved her hand, glad she could have offered any help or comfort at all, and so shook her head at the apology. “No need to be sorry.”
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