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I need to tell you something bad

What's wrong?

[ His immediate thought isn't that she did something bad, more that something bad happened to her. Cue highkey concern. ]

Edited 2025-07-29 08:52 (UTC)

[ Something is wrong with her, she thinks, and sometimes worries Erik will find out. ]

your friend. rowena.
I hurt her.
she healed. but I hurt her.

[ He doesn't need to ask if it was done on purpose, because he knows immediately that it wasn't. So instead, he's just going to ask for further details. ]

How did it happen?

[ And before he goes to Rowena with his concerns, he adds. ]

Was it serious?

I threw an axe
I missed with the first two but the third cut her leg
there was blood

[ She could explain about the ren fair, about the compulsion to throw, about how she'd initially used her powers to make sure the axe wouldn't even come close to Rowena, but the fairies decided it didn't count, and not only made her throw the axe, but added more axes for a total of three she had to use. ]

I'm sorry

[ There's going to be a brief pause, no longer than five minutes, as he gets in touch with Rowena so he can get a clearer, more direct explanation about what happened. It's not that El can't explain, but sometimes her explanations are rather incomplete, and he would harder get the whole picture. That, and make sure that Rowena is perfectly alright. ]

Don't apologise. That was not your fault. The Fae made me throw knives at people, too.

[ There's a bit of a pause before a response comes through from her end, too. ]

I don't like hurting people when I don't mean to

[ Another pause before she writes: ]

you're not mad?

Edited 2025-08-09 18:26 (UTC)

No one does.

[ No one that isn't a psychopath, anyway. That she's upset by it only shows that she has a good heart, and that she cares. There's absolutely nothing wrong with that. ]

Of course not, sweetheart. This wasn't your fault.

[ Her eyes blur with big feelings. It's in writing, but when she reads 'sweetheart' it makes her think of the way Hopper calls her 'kid' or 'kiddo'. She has no tone to go off of here, but her mind readily supplies the specific affection in Hopper's voice that she never learned how to contextualize in relation to herself, alongside the warmth she's associating with Erik at the same time. So she smiles, and she tears up, and she has her big emotions, until eventually she sends back: ]

can I see you?

[ He doesn't even realise until he gets her text that it's not a word he's ever used to address her. Laura, yes of course, but he also didn't think much of it when he wrote it now for El. She's a young girl who needs help, and who clearly seeks guidance and comfort, even if she finds it hard to trust adults. He would too, in her place. ]

Where are you now? I can come meet you.

by the forest, behind the blacksmith. a little near the lake.
just the edge, I didn't go in the forest

[ She's been hiding, not wanting other people to see her, in case Erik was mad. Now she's a bit glad for it.

The hiding spot is also highly inefficient on account of her wearing bright colours that stand out from the tree she's sitting under. Through a fore more trees, the lake is just about visible. She's altogether easy to find.

With tears rolling down her face, but she doesn't look sad or even upset. In a way, this is probably one of the most normal child experiences - when feelings get too big, so they just roll out in the form of big tears. ]

[ She's not too deep in the woods that this should be dangerous. Erik has delved much deeper, even gotten lost before, so it doesn't worry him especially when she explains her current location. He still doesn't waste time in getting there, this time shifting into a falcon so he can get there faster.

The bright colors of her clothing make it that much easier to spot her from above, and he swoops down in a sharp flight, slowing to a near halt so he can touch down on his own feet without stumbling when he shifts back. ]

El. [ He takes quicker strides towards her when he notices her crying, kneeling down beside her. ] It's alright. No one is upset with you, I promise.

[ She smiles, and it's earnest, even as tears are still running down her cheeks. She doesn't quite bother wiping them away. ]

Thank you. For not being mad.

[ Not something she's all that used to yet with adults. Still, her face falls a little. Eleven picks at her sleeves a bit. After a moment, she admits: ]

You called me 'sweetheart'. You take care of me.

[ Her face twists up a bit. Some more tears spill over her face - and then she chuckles, a bit, and she smiles and it's watery. ]

Hopper calls me 'kid'.

[ He doesn't say anything to that. Frankly he can't imagine being mad at a child for anything, especially when she clearly meant no harm. If Rowena was injured, then he blames no one but the Fae and their stupid games.

He reaches over when more tears roll down her cheeks, wiping his thumbs just below her eyes. There's a soft smile in response to that chuckle. ]

I'm glad to take care of you, as long as you want me to.

[ He's not Hopper, of course. He doesn't intend to be, or replace that figure in her life. But Hopper is not here now, she has no one else from her world at all, so Erik is more than willing to step in and make sure that she knows she's not alone. Not as long as he can be a place of safety for her. ]

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