Mr. Hendricks is very resilient, awake and coherent already. He'll be out tomorrow. [Watching Dresden make himself at home in this place is strange, like he's able to be more at home here than John ever has been. He fills the space in a way that even the parties John's been forced to host here haven't managed. The entire room feels warmer and the air somehow thicker, filling his lungs more completely.
There isn't much in the house that doesn't require cooking, and John is too tired to play host that well. And offering Harry a full meal feels fraught with danger. The ice they're standing on is thin, but holding; there's no need for John to test it.
But then. Of course. Just as John finds a box of blackberries that'd make a good snack, Harry opens his goddamn mouth.
John keeps his back turned, hiding his frozen expression as his mind whirls. What does that mean? Did he make change for him? From the twenty that Dresden forced him to take, even when John silently begged him not to? After John missed some crucial signal, something Dresden expected from him that he failed to comprehend.
Take a moment. Breathe once, deep but quiet. All right? Good.
John returned to the island after washing the fruit and tumbling it into a bowl. Normal, normal, utterly normal. He sits on one of the stools and pops a berry into his mouth.] I'm afraid it slipped my mind. What do I owe you?
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Date: 2012-11-11 05:09 am (UTC)There isn't much in the house that doesn't require cooking, and John is too tired to play host that well. And offering Harry a full meal feels fraught with danger. The ice they're standing on is thin, but holding; there's no need for John to test it.
But then. Of course. Just as John finds a box of blackberries that'd make a good snack, Harry opens his goddamn mouth.
John keeps his back turned, hiding his frozen expression as his mind whirls. What does that mean? Did he make change for him? From the twenty that Dresden forced him to take, even when John silently begged him not to? After John missed some crucial signal, something Dresden expected from him that he failed to comprehend.
Take a moment. Breathe once, deep but quiet. All right? Good.
John returned to the island after washing the fruit and tumbling it into a bowl. Normal, normal, utterly normal. He sits on one of the stools and pops a berry into his mouth.] I'm afraid it slipped my mind. What do I owe you?