Ed let Gilly hold him, support him, and guide him. He needed that so much, because the majority of him wanted to just curl up in a ball. He saw that Gilly wanted to ask about his injured hand, and he bit his lip, and in a low voice, answered her unspoken question. "I... hit the wall. The corridor leading the front door." He gave her a sad, humourless smile.
He reached out with his good hand and brushed the remaining tears away and retracted it, giving her his left hand, laying it gently on her outstretched one. He winced again. Earlier, he had refused initial medical treatment because... Because he had wanted to. Healing reminded him of Matt, which reminded him that Matt was gone too.
Swallowing hard, he let Gilly tap his injury with her wand and dab at it with potion. Though it stung like crazy, he stayed quite still, and when the bandages were put in place, he took Gilly by the hand and led her to the bedroom, and together they sat, with Ed pressing his face against her shoulder, his left arm around her shoulder, his other hand laced tightly with her's. "Thanks," he muttered, letting out a sigh. "Oh, Gilly..."
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