˜”*°•Follow The Recipe•°*”˜ PV Silas V.

OOC: Will make this pretty later, didn't want to keep you waiting for too long

Xio sobbed for a few moments longer into her sleeves before she finally lifted her head. Through blurred vision, and tears streaking down her cheeks, she noticed Silas holding out his arms, offering her a comforting hug.

In all honesty, she was surprised he was still there. She’d expected him to leave for a faculty member—and for the consequences of their botched potion to catch up with her soon after. Instead, he’d stayed. And even further, he was trying to comfort her.

Xio didn’t hesitate for even a moment. She quickly leaned into him and wrapped her arms around him, almost causing him to grunt from the impact. In the Arcana family, actions often spoke louder than words, considering there were usually too many voice overlapping each other on any given day, and Silas’s gesture said more than enough. Her tears dampened his robe, and her grip left it a little rumpled, but when she finally pulled away, she seemed steadier and not crying as hard. The hug had reassured her just enough: he wasn’t angry with her, and not even about the potion.

She opened her mouth, then paused, unsure whether her voice had returned or not. Rather than risk it, she lifted the note they’d been sharing and wrote:

Let me know if your voice doesn’t come back by tomorrow. We can go to the hospital wing together, and I’ll explain the whole situation to them. I'm sorry again that I dragged you into this. But I'm grateful to have made you as a friend!

And with that, she was smiling at him again, although her eyes were slightly reddened from the crying itself.