tension rests in her shoulders, sees her rubbing absently as she keeps checking her phone. she has proximity spells set around the school, as well as google alerts for ‘ san francisco + beasts + attacks ’ to ensure she’s doing everything she can to protect the students. she’s spent the majority of her formative years taking care of the people she loves, doing everything she can to make sure they’re safe, and this is no exception. while there’s anxiety about abandoning her search to find a way to stop the merge, in taking a break to focus on the current crisis, she knows she’s made the right decision. she has no regrets. she does, however, have a craving for something sweet. vampirism be damned, some habits are impossible to kick. “ please tell me you’ve got snacks in that bag. ”
