[ no matter how interesting a photograph is, the crashing of glass is a shock. elena pulls away from where she is—finding nothing, as per usual—and walks quickly over to him to see if he's cut his hand wide open or, worse, ruined his perfect hair. ]
What—oh. [ a photo, the evil culprit. she lets out a breath, but still looks at five just in case he's missing a finger. ] I went into a house a day ago and there were some photos in there. It's… why would you even leave them behind?
the only thing reginald let them know about: a magical wardrobe
[ no matter how interesting a photograph is, the crashing of glass is a shock. elena pulls away from where she is—finding nothing, as per usual—and walks quickly over to him to see if he's cut his hand wide open or, worse, ruined his perfect hair. ]
What—oh. [ a photo, the evil culprit. she lets out a breath, but still looks at five just in case he's missing a finger. ] I went into a house a day ago and there were some photos in there. It's… why would you even leave them behind?