 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
He would have been glad to hear she had never felt like a burden with him, particularly because he’d certainly never considered her to be one. And yes, she was right - she was a good friend. Ashley and Jude were perhaps the only people outside of his family that Evan had not also felt the weight of his own insecurities about his personality. And Evan loved her just as much. And if she did ask him to walk her down the aisle when she found someone a fraction deserving of her, he would of course agree to do so. And it was highly likely that in the event of asking - he’d cry which was not something the former Ravenclaw did often.
In fact, the last time he’d gotten that choked up with emotion was when Jude asked him to bear witness for his and Davet’s secret elopement. And from before then, it probably had not been since he was 13 years old.
Talk to them? Evan hadn’t considered it before, but Ash spoke the words into the air he realized - he concurred. Though his questions would have different and primarily - why? Why had they paid this ultimate sacrifice for people that they did not know? Yes, there was a large amount of names on that memorial that matched those of his classmates’ surnames, but there were also some who didn’t have any of their own offspring or bloodline at Hogwarts and yet they still had come to fight. Why? Evan didn’t think he was someone without empathy, but knowing what he did of war… if there were ever another, if the people he directly cared about were not in danger, he wasn’t sure if he could willingly involve himself. Did that make him a terrible person? At her question, he broke himself from his own reverie and turned his attention to Ash once more. “Of course I will.” If she needed him, he would be there for any event. “I’ll always have time for you.” He reminded her. As for pain? Yes, it did still hurt him sometimes too - but he’d also come a long way and was no longer consumed like he’d been during his Hogwarts years. Perhaps it was the separation of the constant reminders, or perhaps it had just been the encouragement to heal from his siblings and his dearest friends. Jude had been particularly a constant.
Had she asked, he would have shared it was merely ambivalence, particularly in the face of how Lisa and Maya had always idolized her even when they were kids. Ev didn’t have anything against her perse, he just didn’t have any connection to her either and neither party had ever really attempted to form one. But that worked fine for them. “What do you think?” He asked, nodding towards the sketch. She was far more skilled, so her input would of course be appreciated.
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