"Wha--I mean, I can see that they're cuts, why would you..."

She waited for him to understand. He really should have figured it out sooner, right away in fact. He was a bleeding Ravenclaw after all. Then again, Brigitte wasn’t really sure she wanted him to figure it out. There was a reason why she hadn’t made this public knowledge.

"Brigitte…Brigitte...you crazy?" 

She glared at him. Had he actually just said that? Crazy meant you weren’t fully aware of your actions. Brigitte was completely aware of hers.

“Sorry.  But...why?"

“Oh hell!” she said herself. “Merlin! You’re not going to let this go. Because it…felt good, okay? Because it…was better than nothing, better than offing myself, wouldn’t you say?” she sneered at him. “It…relaxes me. Merlin! You are so nosy!” She shook her head. “It’s not doing any harm so just let it go, Walt. Let. It. Go.”

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