Sitting forward in her seat, she gave a nod and prepared to take note of everything he was asking for. Why wasn't he looking at her? Did he not want her here? Maybe it was a little too much, they did just barely come to the decision of what they might be to one another, at least for now. Mentally storing everything he listed off, she cocked her head to one side. Why was he apologizing? "Hush."
Talia fought the urge to roll her eyes, brushing his comment off with wave of her hand. "I may not have anticipated you doing anything this foolish so soon... but I'm very aware of what I signed up for."
Standing, she readied to go downstairs and hunt for all the requested items. "And I know I don't have to, I want to."
Had he not remembered anything from the other night, anything at all? No surprise there with how out of it he had been and the pain coursing through his body. "I'm afraid you're stuck with me. Your mother sounded like she wanted to stay but after last night she needed to rest. Really, everyone was pretty tired by the time we got you back here. It was quite... the night. You had us all worried..."
She bit at the corner of her lip and cleared her throat not wanting to guilt him but the words had spilled from her before she could stop it.
Better things to do? A flicker of frustration licked at her inner thoughts. "Odhrán, don't."
She warned sharply, feeling herself start to slip into a dark mood. Exhaustion from the night before and being drained emotionally had made her patience run paper thin. After everything from his sister giving her the news to the hospital and coming to terms with her own feelings in such a sudden rush of events, a part of her had been seething with the idiotic trip he had taken to Azkaban. Her jaw set in place as she drew in a breath.
Giving him a stern look, eyes darkening, Lia searched his face and tried to consider what to say to him. The pause in conversation was helping her to steady her nerves, not wanting to snap at him. He really had no clue did he? It didn't sound like he was simply fishing for a reaction from her. The expression on his face genuinely read as if he was sure she had more important things to take care. "You aren't keeping me from anything."
Brows pulling together her gentle tone shifted, far more solemn than usual. "There is nothing better going on. Not that I would even think twice about changing my mindif something came up."
Standing at the foot of his bed, she tore her eyes from his and rubbed at part of the bed frame. "I'm where I want to be."
Slowly she lifted her eyes, chin still tilted down. She had no intention of making him uncomfortable, though he did look it. Still, she couldn't leave. Well, maybe just the room and let him get some rest but otherwise she wasn't exactly comfortable leaving him on his own and had promised his mother she would help. On top of...other emotions swirling in a vortex internally. Rounding to the other side of the bed, she leaned in to give his hand a squeeze, the serious look on her face softening into a reassuring smile. "I'll be right back."
Retreating downstairs had been a blessing. The lack of sleep was allowing for things to creep under her skin with too much ease. Anger had been gnawing at the back of her mind after arriving home once they had arrived at Meridian. Knowing he was alive her mind immediately ran through a gambit of emotions while rifling through his closet and office before apparating home. There she only stewed more on what she was going to say to him once he was well enough to take a verbal lashing. Running cold water on a small hand towel she pressed it against the back of her neck to cool off. It wasn't like that would do any good either should she say something. Helene, his mother and sister had to have already said their opinions on the matter.
Gathering the things he had asked for, she took her time making sure the bottles had been the right ones. Purple twisted glass, tall green, dumpy blue.. ebony folding blade, check. Two towels just in case with his track record already of dropping things. Which made her take pause with her hand on one the thought of two making her think back to the note he had sent prior to their trip to Mallow. One hand against the wall, she hung her head and took in a breath. Holding it and counting before releasing it, Talia tilted her head back and stared up at the ceiling. She was just tired, that's all. Just need to wake up. Rolling her shoulders, she shook out both of her hands to get the blood flowing. As if the act of it would shake away all the negative thoughts and frustration. Hadn't she learned yet?
Towels over her shoulder, items in hand and bowl of water levitating alongside her she climbed the stairs and walked back into the lavender room. Quietly she set down the things on one of the tables. She wasn't sure she could trust herself to talk just yet beyond acknowledging she had everything he had asked for. Besides, if she started down that path she wasn't sure she would be able to stop herself once she began. It was dangerous to even let her mind wander as to what she would say to him. The quiet of her house had allowed for time to dwell on it and that had only resulted in plenty of tears and her chest becoming sore from heaving. Meaning she had, had to take longer to look presentable before returning to Meridian. No, it wasn't the right time. Not yet.
She brought the water over to the side table and set the towels on the back of the chair. Setting her hands on either side of the bowl, she heated the water silently casting testing it every so often to be sure it wasn't too hot. Gaze sliding to peer at him from the corner of her of her eye, thoughts running wild.