Emmeline & Elphias
He was starting to think that no one was going to say anything. It seemed like the quiet that had sunk into the room would stay there forever, and they would spend the rest of the day with ringing in their ears. Unfortunately for Dedalus, the room wasn’t completely silent. No, he caught bits and pieces of people’s thoughts every now and then, wishing that he wasn’t so tense and stressed, which was why it wasn’t so easy for him to control it. As soon as he heard the first couple of words that were going on in some of the other members’ heads, he concentrated hard on shutting it off. Most of the time, he just caught ‘Oh my God…’s and things like that. Other times, however, he’d hear something different, something about Travers. He didn’t want to hear any of it, and he didn’t want to make it obvious that he was hearing it. So, he just sat there, staring at the floor. It wasn’t until he heard a conversation between two voices going on did he realize that people were actually talking.
Looking up, he stared up at Emmeline, listening to her quietly explain to James that she had taken something for Anneliese. The news that she was pregnant didn’t even do anything to him. Not right then. He had too been at the Jugson wedding, but unlike Emmeline, he had been able to change and get into more casual clothing the night before. Her still being in her dress didn’t surprise him at all. Actually, he would have been more shocked if she wasn’t still in her clothes from the wedding.
After the two had finished their conversation, Dedalus ran his hand through his hair, feeling his fingers tangle into his brunette strands. He sighed heavily, getting another visual of Travers being cut up into a million pieces (he couldn’t even count how many forms of torture had flashed into his head; the Order’s daydreams of revenge, for what had been done to Marlie and her family), and finally rose to his feet. His eyes met Emmeline’s, but he looked away almost immediately. He had been sitting next to Elphias, and gave him a look as well before he headed into the kitchen. He didn’t expect them to follow him out, but he just needed to get out of that room, for quite a few reasons.
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