Huh? || Astoria
Despite the pain Astoria was in and the awkwardness she felt over once again lying to someone about herself, she found a small smile creeping onto her face. He offered to come along if she liked, but was already tossing his magazine aside and striding up to her. When he wasn’t being so terribly uncoordinated, he had a rather nice look about him. Tall and thin, though not overly so. I some ways, he reminded her of…
Well, that didn’t really matter at all. Chances were she would never again see either of the men who were occupying her thoughts so much that day. One, she had probably ruined everything with when she left so abruptly with essentially no explanation whatsoever. The other… well, he claimed to have accepted her apology, but given the hurtful things they had said to each other, and despite his acceptance of her offer to make it up to him with lunch, she was very unlikely to see this bloke again. The damage was done, so to say. Or at least, that was the outcome she expected. She had been proven wrong about these things on more than one occasion. It probably had to do with the fact that she had never been in these types of situations before. Just how did a bloke who was interested in a girl behave?
No, that didn’t matter, Astoria had to remind herself. She had to ignore the way it sounded when he said her name. It was nice, but it didn’t send her heart skipping as when… well, that really wasn’t something to be thinking about right then! She was going mental. Absolutely, positively mental.
"It’s the uh, ground floor," she said, turning to look at the door leading out of the waiting area and into the main part of the hospital. Anything to keep her from looking at him too much or from thinking about anyone or anything other than her arm and getting it fixed proper. "I guess we just go in."
Adrian watched her as she spoke. Her attitude over the past little while had changed considerably from when they had first met under misfortune circumstances, so that now he felt comfortable around her. Perhaps even comfortable enough to invite her back to his flat afterwards if things went well at lunch.
He nodded before walking through the doorway that led to a hall, three doors on each side, and at the end a large room where Adrian could see several healers in white cloaks, as well as as many as two dozen patients all looking to have suffered worse injuries than he, or even the petite witch accompanying him had that day.
The patients, with maladies ranging from a singed face due to a malfunctioning wand and broken limbs from broom crashes, all either sat on or laid on wheeled bed frames lining the walls and divided by curtains. The obscurity of the situation seemed to have sunk in the moment he entered the room, looking towards Astoria. "Erm, after you I suppose." He looked towards the healers as he walked slowly towards the room, hoping this wouldn't take long as he now had a noticeable pain in his stomach from hunger.
