Dont tell me they aren’t this committed do not shit me
Evan: Let's get you to the med bay.
Barty: Is this OUR stab wound? No. Stay out of it.
Evan:
Evan: Alright then.
Evan: *stabs himself in the thigh*
Barty: WHAT THE FUCK
Evan: Bee, can you call Pomfrey for OUR stab wounds, please?
Barty: this is the most romantic thing I have ever seen


















