By all accounts, he should have kept his cool. But once he was free of the eradication of another foul remnant of the First Man- surely there would be more somewhere in Hell, and it was clear he needed to find and cleanse them- it was...
...Alarming to see Alastor like this. He'd disappeared a while after the fight, popped up with a smile like nothing happened. To see him like this was... humbling, he supposed, but there was a frosty little knot in his stomach.
Worry. He worried, and he'd bet his bottom dollar that Al would hate knowing that.
Rather than open his big mouth, he opted for wisdom in silence. Instead he watched, eyes scanning his face. So many more along his wings slid closed, perhaps relieved they could truly See nothing more of that curse that needed extracting.
Soon his expression was faltering a bit. Call him a softie all you wanted, but as his own breaths shallowed in a little panic, he realized he was going past worried.
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...Alarming to see Alastor like this. He'd disappeared a while after the fight, popped up with a smile like nothing happened. To see him like this was... humbling, he supposed, but there was a frosty little knot in his stomach.
Worry. He worried, and he'd bet his bottom dollar that Al would hate knowing that.
Rather than open his big mouth, he opted for wisdom in silence. Instead he watched, eyes scanning his face. So many more along his wings slid closed, perhaps relieved they could truly See nothing more of that curse that needed extracting.
Soon his expression was faltering a bit. Call him a softie all you wanted, but as his own breaths shallowed in a little panic, he realized he was going past worried.
Seeing him like this scared him.