Date: 2011-10-16 01:27 am (UTC)
As Elric had been half-anticipating an assault by some nearly indescribably horror of Chaos, Dumbledore's appearance was something of a relief. The Professor Emeritus at least appeared to be human enough on a glance, and there was nothing obviously wrong with the armchair offered him- Elric sunk into the cushion with a somewhat disconcerted expression. It was extremely comfortable. Surely, one such as himself did not deserve pleasantries like overstuffed armchairs and chocolate biscuits?

A lack of deserving had never kept Elric from much of anything, however, and he examined the tasty-looking biscuits with some curiosity and no small amount of actual hunger. Elric wasn't starving in the Forbidden Forest, but, any change from campfire or dragon-roasted meat (often of mysterious origin, where Smaug-leftovers were involved) was welcome, so he took one of the chocolate biscuits, merely glancing over it at first. "Many responsibilities, and no obvious way to fulfill them." Elric sighed, appreciating that Dumbledore seemed to recognize who he was, and the burden he carried. "I found a note which rather spoke to me. So I came here. You are Professor Emeritus Dumbledore? And this is a 'digestive biscuit'? It is rather more innocuous than I had envisioned."
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