#scarsdale

He focuses on Zara, taking her hands and glancing at her. "Zara. I'll come. I'll fix it. Ok?"

"Don't want to lose you."

"You won't. Ever."

"I couldn't see you. The mirror was shattered..."

"She worries" he says simply

"She does." He confirms.

"Zara. I'm going to my House. I'll be ok. Ok?"

"Here, take this," He hands something to August

He takes it.

Her pale head nods.

Another shot of glamour arches through August

"JEEZE!"

In Yiddish "Then stop scaring my girlfriend and ME you pointy eared naar. You want I should die of stress ? I 've got a vein so big and I need moses to part the blood! OY!"

"Earl!"

"I ... what? Ah, sorry? Earl?"

A lavender blush

He sounded a little like Hirim there, and she's pretty sure it wasn't intentional

The Sidhe jerks and drops what he was holding to grip the seat rests. "Look.... hey, just, you know, let me out? I'll walk?"

"Oh for the love of poe, no,"

"Please?"

"I'm sorry I snapped, but come on."

Zara looks away, surreptitiously rubbing her eyes on her shoulder.

August puts his hands in his lap.

"Sorry." muted and defeated.

"August, you're my friend. And you scared me too. And you're actually complaining I gave you more glamour? "

"No."

"Earl, Thank you."

"Then I misunderstood and I'm sorry. It's just lately it seems like you've got this bootstrap mentality, JUST for yourself. You would bust your hump to help others, even strangers, but you don't want to take it, and we all need help man. No man is an island?"

The townhome they seek is just ahead......

"Look, guys.... Zara, Earl.... Thank you. I won't forget it."

He keeps driving towards their goal.

"Here's the sitch, if you really feel you are indebt. Youcall us, Every three hours, or text. Let us know you are remembering. Use a code like "Not drinking Lethe Soda today" or something. When you're not asleep. You show up for the candlelighting because you're a friend and it means a lot to Zara. And me too. man. And you tal to the other truthbranches about this, okay?"

OOC: talk

As they pull up to the curb at the address August gave them. "No, sir. I do not promise. But you, and Zara? You'll hear from me tomorrow."

"Well, I'm not going to force an oath out of anyone,obviously. " he opens the door and makes the switch "You're my friend. OUR friend."

"Aye. TOmorrow."

"Tomorrow." He kisses her hands, and gets out, offering his hands to Earl. "Tomorrow."

Earl shakes the sidhe's hand "Good. And thank you."

Zara nods, still subdued. August and Earl have both seen her in this mode before.

Earl has, and he wishes he had not...been so human.

"Zara." Soft "Thank you. Sorry that... you had to..." A pause "See you tomorrow."

"See you." Faintly hopeful.

Earl nods and moves to take Zara's hand

And August is out, with a warm squeeze of a hand and a shy smile, to a brownstone in Manhattan.

Zara hides against Earl's side after August goes.

Earl says "I'm sorry, my hind. He just scared me too."

A whisper

"I couldn't... didn't know what to say... "

*Gone*

"None of us did. I... he frustrates me. And I know he scares you and that makes me mad. And..other things . " A lower mutter "He can be a pointy eared Naar sometime though"