 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Bry didn’t upset him; he was upset at himself for making the comment even though it had been made in light jest. That and the fact that he was dealing with some confusing stuff that he hadn’t spoken to anyone about. So right now he was just… overwhelmed. Still determined not to say anything that’ll hurt her feelings further, Ary simply nodded at her words. He was old enough to know that she was going to get heavier as she grew; nobody stayed the same while they stretched in height. Anyway.
The boy shrugged, his gaze returning to Bry. If she needed his help, of course he’d be there for her. Wasn’t that always how it has been all their lives? Being bad at verbally expressing himself, Ary obviously couldn’t explain that he and Bry were okay, and it was just him who was extra silent because of his own thoughts and secret. What he could do to show her that they were was to assist her with that incantation. Because with each try she was making, poor Ary was wincing.
“Not mad,’’ he said shortly. He shot their professor a look before giving Bry a quick hug. They were fine. See? “Ploo. Mah. Viss. More energy intos the ‘A’ in ‘mah’ and ‘V’ in ‘viss’.” Ary nodded. “Tries it.” |