11-05-2022, 08:22 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-05-2022, 08:22 PM by Godric Gryffindor.)
Godric was so into his thoughts that he didn't notice until too late that his companion was not in the best state. When he suddenly felt something on his arm, (still in combat state) he spun back to combat whatever was trying to attack him from the rear - only to find that it was her having 'slid'.
Yeah, sure. That's what she said. He didn't buy it for one minute - especially since she'd yet to really 'get up'. Shaking his head slightly, he moved to settle her up onto her feet just so he could get a better grip on her. He could have more easily thrown her over his shoulder and carried her that way, he didn't think she should be like that with a head wound. Might make the blood pour out faster or something.
No helping it. He was going to just have to carry her the hard way.
"It's fine. We'll just stand here a moment and catch our breath." He assured her gently, taking three breaths before dropping down and picking her up in his arms to carry her up to the castle. "Don't struggle. It'll only hurt us both more." Godric said soothingly, a characteristic he had more from dealing with his horses and dog than actual humans.
"Just relax. We're almost there and then Lady Hufflepuff can get us patched up." He promised.
He just hoped that she wouldn't get too mad at him for interrupting, completely forgetting that only a few hours ago, he'd helped his very drunk friend to bed. While he could do battlefield patch-up, it wouldn't be anything pretty and girls didn't tend to appreciate scars, which he would likely leave if he had to close the wound in her head.
Yeah, sure. That's what she said. He didn't buy it for one minute - especially since she'd yet to really 'get up'. Shaking his head slightly, he moved to settle her up onto her feet just so he could get a better grip on her. He could have more easily thrown her over his shoulder and carried her that way, he didn't think she should be like that with a head wound. Might make the blood pour out faster or something.
No helping it. He was going to just have to carry her the hard way.
"It's fine. We'll just stand here a moment and catch our breath." He assured her gently, taking three breaths before dropping down and picking her up in his arms to carry her up to the castle. "Don't struggle. It'll only hurt us both more." Godric said soothingly, a characteristic he had more from dealing with his horses and dog than actual humans.
"Just relax. We're almost there and then Lady Hufflepuff can get us patched up." He promised.
He just hoped that she wouldn't get too mad at him for interrupting, completely forgetting that only a few hours ago, he'd helped his very drunk friend to bed. While he could do battlefield patch-up, it wouldn't be anything pretty and girls didn't tend to appreciate scars, which he would likely leave if he had to close the wound in her head.
