Edmund winked back and leaned closer on the way out of the library. "What? 'Let's spend all day here'?" He murmured the words almost in Al's ear, whuffling strands of fine blond hair, like he was murmuring some scandalous invitation there. "There are worse fates. Next time?"
He straightened, still grinning, and tossed back his hair. It was nice to find a kindred spirit, someone he felt comfortable enough to tell about Narnia. The first, in fact. Alphonse was such a nice boy, so keen-eyed and intelligent and thoughtful at the same time, Edmund could only hope he would take the story well.
The expression on Edmund's face faltered the slightest bit at the look on Al's. His lips twisted in a wry, almost sad smile. "Mad?" he suggested, sighing. "Everybody back home would think I was making it up. That's why I haven't told anybody. Ever. I thought here...since you have marvelous abilities yourself...since you've seen me show up from another world..."
His shoulders went down on a low exhale. He'd hoped Al would be different. Might understand. And there was still a chance of it. Unfortunately, Edmund didn't have any sort of proof of his story, and Alphonse seemed a man of science, first and foremost. He leaned slightly against Al's shoulder, sitting next to him on the bed. Please, believe me.
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Date: 2015-08-12 03:51 am (UTC)He straightened, still grinning, and tossed back his hair. It was nice to find a kindred spirit, someone he felt comfortable enough to tell about Narnia. The first, in fact. Alphonse was such a nice boy, so keen-eyed and intelligent and thoughtful at the same time, Edmund could only hope he would take the story well.
The expression on Edmund's face faltered the slightest bit at the look on Al's. His lips twisted in a wry, almost sad smile. "Mad?" he suggested, sighing. "Everybody back home would think I was making it up. That's why I haven't told anybody. Ever. I thought here...since you have marvelous abilities yourself...since you've seen me show up from another world..."
His shoulders went down on a low exhale. He'd hoped Al would be different. Might understand. And there was still a chance of it. Unfortunately, Edmund didn't have any sort of proof of his story, and Alphonse seemed a man of science, first and foremost. He leaned slightly against Al's shoulder, sitting next to him on the bed. Please, believe me.