#I NEEDED A MINUTE BECAUSE OF THE TAGS ANDWFBEAKJVJNRE

[aurelio-the-propmaster]

Aurelio snapped himself from his daze, his breath all but snatched from him as his heart rammed against his chest. He looked over at Erik at another chair, his own cheeks stained with silent tears he had let loose earlier in Erik's absence. He didn't know what to say for a moment, as if someone had shut down all thoughts in his mind.

Eventually, he found his wits and rose from his desk, not grabbing his cane as he was only limping a short distance to Erik, standing before him and shakily cradling his face in his hands.

"Don't.. Don't you dare give me such a fright again, Erik..." Aurelio murmured with a cracking voice, a hint of a smile on his face.

Aurelio arrives to the opera house quieter than usual, his expression dark and eyes with slightly darker eye bags than usual. After last night's reveal that one of the Eriks had been courting both himself and the granddaughter of Christine, he had got drunk at home and cried himself to sleep.

He sets about maintaining props per usual, but not speaking to anyone.

@operas-phantom ooc: you know what time it is!