[ As if to prove his point, the response is flat, and Gabriel's features are devoid of anything now, wiped clean to purge all emotion from his expression and clear away the things picking at his composure. If anything, Michelle should be watched closely. She won't follow in Elijah's footsteps, but her concern, in this place—
Gabriel blinks. They have work to do, he meant to say, but for a moment, a figure some paces from this spot accepts a dropped page of notes with a sheepish look that gives way to something brighter, like the red of the headband tucked into her hair, the yellow of the pen clutched between her fingers. The apparition's mouth curves into a smile — and then the corridor is empty where she stood.
Gabriel blinks once more. Nothing was overlooked. ]
...Don't forget to wash your hands.
[ His own are trembling, inexplicably, before he tidies them away by crossing his arms. ]
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[ As if to prove his point, the response is flat, and Gabriel's features are devoid of anything now, wiped clean to purge all emotion from his expression and clear away the things picking at his composure. If anything, Michelle should be watched closely. She won't follow in Elijah's footsteps, but her concern, in this place—
Gabriel blinks. They have work to do, he meant to say, but for a moment, a figure some paces from this spot accepts a dropped page of notes with a sheepish look that gives way to something brighter, like the red of the headband tucked into her hair, the yellow of the pen clutched between her fingers. The apparition's mouth curves into a smile — and then the corridor is empty where she stood.
Gabriel blinks once more. Nothing was overlooked. ]
...Don't forget to wash your hands.
[ His own are trembling, inexplicably, before he tidies them away by crossing his arms. ]