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[element_wizard]

There are probably worse things to get phone calls about.

However ones from the police station which involve words such as "child" and "car accident" are pretty bad. Especially when the child involved your fifteen year old ward.

Which is exactly the sort of phone call Andrew got on Saturday evening.

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[rianofski]

"You were rubbing it. I assumed it was injured, given the fact that you recently smashed a car. You're lucky to be alive."

And now he won't try to display any concern, Alec. Because you rejected his awkward attempt!

[element_wizard]

He rejected the attempt because you've drilled into him that showing concern was a bad thing. And he's fine. Just like Andrew doesn't need to eat.

"It just hurts a little. It's nothing."

[rianofski]

"Then take good care of it. I don't want your arm falling off."

Yes, because that's so likely to happen with a slight injury. His hyperbole knows no bounds.

[element_wizard]

There's an annoyed look from Alec and he rolls his eyes.

"I don't believe there's anything to take care of, sir." Never mind the fact that he's starting to ache a lot all over.

[rianofski]

He sighs. "Finish your dinner and go to bed, Alec. Sleep will help."

[element_wizard]

"What about that," he gestures to the paperwork and then winces.

[rianofski]

"We'll deal with it in the morning. I'm going to bed, too."

[element_wizard]

He chews on his sandwich some more.

"Fine."

[rianofski]

"Goodnight."

As he gathers his briefcase in one hand and his sandwich in the other -- he'll finish it on the way to bed -- he pauses for a moment, then turns to Alec, clears his throat, then finally speaks.

"I'm glad you're not injured."

And promptly exits the room before Alec can say anything about it.

[element_wizard]

Alec stares after him, mouth slightly open.

He wouldn't have been able to respond even if Andrew did stick around.