Trust me, Lydia: I wouldn't push it right now. Just hang on.
[And he disappears into the infirmary, glancing around for Bruce. He doesn't find the doctor, but his nose says he's probably in the office: he finds Andrew quickly, picks the other boy up carefully, settling him over one shoulder. Then he heads right out, sparing only the shortest glance toward Jerry. This all got so messed up.
When he's back at Lydia's side, he shakes his head.]
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[And he disappears into the infirmary, glancing around for Bruce. He doesn't find the doctor, but his nose says he's probably in the office: he finds Andrew quickly, picks the other boy up carefully, settling him over one shoulder. Then he heads right out, sparing only the shortest glance toward Jerry. This all got so messed up.
When he's back at Lydia's side, he shakes his head.]
You said his room's right next to Stiles'?