SparkleBreaker
♥ Pineapple Queen ♥
Sydney
The question immediately made Sydney tense up as this had been a sore spot from the beginning. The whole time it was a battle of if she should confide in someone and the one person she chose spilled the beans. When Mei’s hand slipped away the brunette recoiled further away as she averted everyone’s gaze by glaring in the direction of the four-wheeler Aoife was in. Mei’s voice grew louder as she repeated and clarified what she was asking. A sigh escaped and she shook her head to show she wasn’t going to answer. The movement from the agent made her head snap around to find that Mei was no longer lying down in the gurney, but had propped herself up.
“You need to lie back down!” she agreed, shaking her head in disbelief. There was a look of concern, but it drained away when she met her friend’s uncompromising expression. The subject wasn’t going to be left alone until Sydney gave in. “There is some bruising on my ribs from the other night of training, when the trainers came in with masks during dinner.” she muttered, playing down the injury. There was a small huff at the end of the sentence from admitting what happened. Not that she went in depth on the matter. Arms folded across her chest as she adjusted in her seat a bit. “It hardly bothers me.” she lied. It bothered her a lot and if hit just right she was in a lot of pain, but she didn’t want to worry anyone over it or prove to Ethan that she was weak in anyway. “Really, it is nothing to worry over.” she said, eyeing Mei and hoping that the subject would be dropped.
The brunette was clearly frazzled. Sir could see it in her body language and how she kept looking in their direction. Truthfully he wanted to tell Aoife she had nothing to worry about and that she did the right thing, but it really did seem that Sydney was upset over the breach of confidentiality. There was no real easy answer, because if he was in each of their shoes he would have reacted the same way. His eyes went back to his review mirror and he let out a sigh.
“Both of you will need to make written statements about today’s and the other night’s incidents. The facts well go to the head founders of the institute review and they will decide Ethan’s fate.” he said dryly, not sure exactly the outcome would be. The decision could go be letting him go or a stern talking to with consequences. The first he was hoping for to happen. Sir looked back in the review mirror to make sure they comprehended what he said, before following the four-wheeler that had made a sharp right turn. The ground had dropped down to make a ramp entrance to a tunnel that lead them back to the establishment.
The question immediately made Sydney tense up as this had been a sore spot from the beginning. The whole time it was a battle of if she should confide in someone and the one person she chose spilled the beans. When Mei’s hand slipped away the brunette recoiled further away as she averted everyone’s gaze by glaring in the direction of the four-wheeler Aoife was in. Mei’s voice grew louder as she repeated and clarified what she was asking. A sigh escaped and she shook her head to show she wasn’t going to answer. The movement from the agent made her head snap around to find that Mei was no longer lying down in the gurney, but had propped herself up.
“You need to lie back down!” she agreed, shaking her head in disbelief. There was a look of concern, but it drained away when she met her friend’s uncompromising expression. The subject wasn’t going to be left alone until Sydney gave in. “There is some bruising on my ribs from the other night of training, when the trainers came in with masks during dinner.” she muttered, playing down the injury. There was a small huff at the end of the sentence from admitting what happened. Not that she went in depth on the matter. Arms folded across her chest as she adjusted in her seat a bit. “It hardly bothers me.” she lied. It bothered her a lot and if hit just right she was in a lot of pain, but she didn’t want to worry anyone over it or prove to Ethan that she was weak in anyway. “Really, it is nothing to worry over.” she said, eyeing Mei and hoping that the subject would be dropped.
The brunette was clearly frazzled. Sir could see it in her body language and how she kept looking in their direction. Truthfully he wanted to tell Aoife she had nothing to worry about and that she did the right thing, but it really did seem that Sydney was upset over the breach of confidentiality. There was no real easy answer, because if he was in each of their shoes he would have reacted the same way. His eyes went back to his review mirror and he let out a sigh.
“Both of you will need to make written statements about today’s and the other night’s incidents. The facts well go to the head founders of the institute review and they will decide Ethan’s fate.” he said dryly, not sure exactly the outcome would be. The decision could go be letting him go or a stern talking to with consequences. The first he was hoping for to happen. Sir looked back in the review mirror to make sure they comprehended what he said, before following the four-wheeler that had made a sharp right turn. The ground had dropped down to make a ramp entrance to a tunnel that lead them back to the establishment.
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