[center][h1][color=686F91]Harry Walsh[/color][/h1]
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Harry smiled softly, but he had to force himself not to chuckle as Aziza claimed how lucky she had been to meet him. He might have found it odd how willing he really was to make such a promise to her, but there was not a doubt in his mind that if it were not him, someone else would have been there to keep Aziza safe. Perhaps it was some strange kind of divinity or destiny he still held as a delusion, he wasn't sure, but he certainly didn't think he was doing anything exceptionally noble by promising his protection. He was simply pleased to know that she did feel safe, at least to a degree, with his words.

He turned his gaze toward her and his eyes met hers as he sat silently with her, halting for a moment as a jolt ran through his spine. It was an odd feeling, like a sudden shock of static electricity. Harry opened his mouth for a moment, as if to speak, but found rather quickly that no words came, and he sat staring at her, mouth agape for a moment or two before he finally shut it, not wishing to prolong the awkwardness further as he fought to clear his mind of the sudden halting which had overcome him. Finding his wits again, he just gave her a gentle smile and shook his head, gently setting his free hand atop hers. [b][color=686F91]"There's no need to thank me Aziza, I just want you to be safe."[/color][/b]

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[center][h1][color=FFE2AA]William Drake[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=FFE2AA]Location:[/color][/b] The Egyptian Museum[/center][hr]

Retrieving everything he'd had taken from him when he arrived at the Barracks, William sighed as he began to move along with Lauren and Vera, remaining relatively silent as they walked along. He was still irritated about what William now recognized as a clear unspoken 'thing' between himself and Vera, and of her seeming insistence of loyalty to Peter regardless. The man just kept coming up in William's mind, and it was enough to make him grind his teeth and clench his fists as he moved along, trying to keep his desire to punch the man in his royal mouth to himself.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he hardly noticed Vera's own seeming frustration, nor did he really notice her slip up, and he even found himself surprised at how quickly they were back at the museum, considering he had been so lost in his jealousy. Sighing, he moved inside with the two ladies, gathering his composure somewhat as the Curator came over, giving the man a nod before he looked over to Vera, hearing her speak up as he raised an eyebrow. He had figured it was obvious that he had been to the barracks to look for her, but only then did it occur to him that he had not actually made that clear. [b][color=FFE2AA]"Of course, you think I wander to the barracks on a regular basis?"[/color][/b] He shrugged.