[Fred watches her closely as she steels herself against the question. The slight fidgeting, the almost unnoticeable shift in demeanor - he wouldn't have caught on if it weren't the sort of thing you'd find in every Weasley (save for maybe the more emotional Ronniekins). He doesn't pay mind to the fact that it's the last thing George said to him before the battle began, or that may well be a question worth avoiding for the rest of days. The only thing that matters is her answer.
And it's just as expected. Not quite broken but far from solid. 'Of course I am,' but when was the last time that was actually true? Fred shifts his weight a little when she sighs, moving his hands to grip the counter tightly under the guise of bracing himself in this new position. It's not out of sudden grief or anger or anything like that, mostly just as something to keep him grounded as he listens with a calm gaze. He can't let the world slip out from beneath his feet if he's got to make sure Ginny's okay. He tries for a sympathetic smile.]
Yeah, imagine that oughta be a bit strange. [For lack of a better word that isn't 'depressing'.] You said 'ages'. Will you be getting wrinkles soon, then?
he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
And it's just as expected. Not quite broken but far from solid. 'Of course I am,' but when was the last time that was actually true? Fred shifts his weight a little when she sighs, moving his hands to grip the counter tightly under the guise of bracing himself in this new position. It's not out of sudden grief or anger or anything like that, mostly just as something to keep him grounded as he listens with a calm gaze. He can't let the world slip out from beneath his feet if he's got to make sure Ginny's okay. He tries for a sympathetic smile.]
Yeah, imagine that oughta be a bit strange. [For lack of a better word that isn't 'depressing'.] You said 'ages'. Will you be getting wrinkles soon, then?