Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

After completing his go at Gun Club, Arthur returned to the dorms only to realise he didn't much feel like dealing with Leto yet. He'd come up with a proper revenge later. Right now, he craved a chance to sit somewhere, to fight off the sense that was dawning in the wake of yesterday's upset. He sat, and idly considered the Teevee.

Maybe she's just afraid to lose a friend, Merlin had said, and while Arthur was not going to stretch as far as to call her that aloud, he had to admit that the expression on her face had... seemed...

It was easier, dealing with sorcerers, when all you did was distract Father and find them quick shelter elsewhere. Here, there was little escape from them. No matter what he did, they would remain, and the honest truth was that he bore them very little ill will.

Wasn't his father. He'd seen too much damage caused by it not to be wary, but...

Of course, that made him think of Liir. He wasn't going to let thought of his conduct around him make him cringe.

So he sat. Subdued. Thinking.

[[ open common room! ]]

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[bitchprince]

"It's dangerous," he said, but he knew he'd already told Romeo that; didn't have to give him the lesson again.

Arthur wasn't sure how to explain the problem without paying worse treason to his father. "Nevermind." It wasn't the magic that worried him.

[withoutverona]

Romeo looked at him askance. "I won't worry about it overmuch, then."

He was curious, but he was too distracted by his own troubles to pry.

[bitchprince]

Something for which Arthur could only be grateful.

"Mm," he said, "Good advice between the two of us."

Arthur worried in roughly the same fashion most people took to breathing.

[withoutverona]

"I think I have to worry, if I'm not to do something quite so stupid again," Romeo admitted.

[OOC: Crashing out for a nap! Later!]

[bitchprince]

Arthur laughed. "Well," he said, "There is that."