Private Taking Out the Glass

Erione had stayed a little late after classes to put a couple finishing touches on a sculpture for art class, but had decided to stretch his legs just a little.

His casual ambling walk though turned into a strained jog as he heard the familiar sound of breaking glass. A very unpleasant thing to hear when he wasnt expecting it. But this wasnt coming from towards the art hallway. This was towards the main entrance. Did someone break the big windows on the front door?

He slowed and came to a stop though as he saw the actual source of the shattering noise. "Oh.... are you ok?" He asked between heavy breaths. Athletics being not one of his strong suits.

"Wait a moment before you move though, dont touch any of the glass- I don't want anyone to get cut." And he began to assert his power over the spilled glass shards to float them harmlessly back into the box. For now his focus was on checking the poor girl's condition before he took a look at what might be salvageable.

Erione smiled warmly and approached the wreckage. "You're welcome. I'm just glad you didnt get cut or anything. Glass I can fix, actually. Would you like me to salvage what I can?"

He gestured to the box and knelt down to get a better look. "Wow, that must have been a really heavy box. There's a lot in there- you must be pretty strong." Technically it didnt take much to be too heavy for Erione's own lifting abilities. But it was also a way of trying to ease her nerves with a not-so-hidden compliment.

"Tell you what. I'll see what I can fix easily and help you get it where it needs to go. No need to be worried about it- I'm 100% sure they have plenty of glass containers to go around," he consoled as he opened the box the rest of the way and began repairing the ones that were salvageable. Technically he could have reformed all of the shards into brand new bottles and such but that would have taken a lot longer.

As he worked he glanced back up towards Azucena with a smile. "Did you volunteer to help out? I dont place you as someone doing this as part of detention or something like that." He laughed. She definitely didnt seem like the troublemaking sort.

Sure enough he was able to repair the larger, more intact items of glassware fairly quickly once he determined what shape each one was supposed to be

Erione beamed with pure, genuine delight as she complimented his work. "Glass really is kinda my thing. I'm glad I could help even if they just get recycled. Honestly i'm glad recycling is such a big deal here- definitely a big fan." With that he laughed and stood back up from where he'd been kneeling.

"Still sounds like you volunteered to do something nice in my book even if you had other reasons to agree to it. But, we should get these taken care of so you can get back to your tinctures or whatever else you have planned for the afternoon. If you stay close I can probably help make the glass a lot lighter to carry." His control over the glass could make at least most of it float and drastically decrease the weight. Plus he definitely wanted to make sure she made it there safely.

"You seem like a really thoughtful, nice person. That's wonderful."

Erione's face lit up with the returned compliment. "I try to be, it's a big part of who I am. If I can't brighten someone's day then they just aren't trying.

He watched as she began to pick up the box and again smiled happily back at her. "Exactly like that. I'll get the doors since my hands are free." And with that he made some of the glass within the box float a little along with the movements of the box. Effectively lightening the load, an effective if a slightly complicated method.

To that end he moved to open the door that originally caused the whole situation in the first place. "Right this way. Watch your step on the threshold there. Perfect," he led her along at a fairly slow and careful pace. Both because their movements were a little tricky- kind of like a push-me pull-you kinda deal, and because he didn't want to trip up himself and make things way worse.

"Would you mind showing me what you use the lab for sometime? You have me curious. I can even pay you with..." he rummaged around in his pockets pulling out a couple odds and ends before settling on one of the many colorful pins stuck to his jacket. "A nice shiny ladybug pin."