[ just as quick, susan is already behind him, picking up his crutches and giving him a pointed look while at it. the house, as always, is neat, orderly, quiet - just the way she sometimes prefer it. nothing is out of place and edmund should already be observant of this, as it's been days already with just the two of them here. he has eyes, doesn't he?
she makes a move to put his crutches away, then changes her mind at the last second and shoves them at him. susan isn't his servant, and he seems well enough to care for them himself. ]
No, thank you. [ the smell is enough to turn her stomach to knots, and it's a wonder she's able to accept the food when it was earlier shoved at her (with cooing noises even, tut-tut you should eat and take care of your brother tsk-tsk poor dears) rather than hurl it at the ground, where it belonged. she gestures towards the table. ] Some packages came for you today.
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she makes a move to put his crutches away, then changes her mind at the last second and shoves them at him. susan isn't his servant, and he seems well enough to care for them himself. ]
No, thank you. [ the smell is enough to turn her stomach to knots, and it's a wonder she's able to accept the food when it was earlier shoved at her (with cooing noises even, tut-tut you should eat and take care of your brother tsk-tsk poor dears) rather than hurl it at the ground, where it belonged. she gestures towards the table. ] Some packages came for you today.