I look over at the sound of his wand hitting the carpet, and Baz is so pale that I'm at his side before I know it, gripping his elbow before he follows his wand to the floor.
"Sit," I say, dumbfounded, and try pushing him to the foot of my bed. "Are you ill?"
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Date: 2015-11-27 06:16 am (UTC)"Sit," I say, dumbfounded, and try pushing him to the foot of my bed. "Are you ill?"