[ With a feeling of foreboding, she takes the journal, gives him one last look, and plays the entry back.
Oh, god. The way he sounds is enough to make her sick with concern. She tries very hard to keep her expression schooled as the explanation goes on, but she just can't. Halfway through she presses a hand over her mouth and doesn't lower it until long moments after the recording has stopped.
Be careful with your magic. ]
Oh, my god. Billy. Billy, I'm so--
[ Without another word she sets everything down - journal, coffee, anything - so she can go over and pull him into a tight hug. ]
[action] hai |D
Oh, god. The way he sounds is enough to make her sick with concern. She tries very hard to keep her expression schooled as the explanation goes on, but she just can't. Halfway through she presses a hand over her mouth and doesn't lower it until long moments after the recording has stopped.
Be careful with your magic. ]
Oh, my god. Billy. Billy, I'm so--
[ Without another word she sets everything down - journal, coffee, anything - so she can go over and pull him into a tight hug. ]