Somebody? Somebody please tell the universe that it really needs to do something about all these mathematical errors, they're really starting to add up.

...pun somewhat unintended.

Hazel detaches himself from the mirror. He wasn’t aware that people could be attached to mirrors. This is proving to be an educational day already. He lets the mirror hold his hand a while longer though. Just a bit. Just a little bit. Let his breath go from big gasps to moderate gasps. Give his legs a chance to sort out which feet are his. Sooner or later, he’ll remember where he is, when he is, what this is, and other pressing questions now that he is. Um. Not so pressed. Anymore. Okay. Okay? Okay.

Oh gosh, he yelled at Olesya 

[i]Oh gosh he slapped Olesya[/i]

Keli and Seli aren’t looking at him, but they are bowing to him, and that’s worse actually. Olesya is, is, (oh, [i]Olesya[/i]) a bomb in the shape of a wolf. Armed. Very much still armed. (Two armed, at that. Hee.) None of this is ideal for a bomb. Especially bombs that have just been slapped. Especially especially bombs that are telling him how much they [i][u]want[/u][/i] him?! (He has a bad feeling; a sharp, heavy stone in his heart. And just who is he trying to impress with a line like that? You’re no ace detective, Hazel Valentine Fletcher, you’re just fretting like you always do. Something’s just, up, that’s all you know. It might not be that bad.

He hopes it isn’t that bad.)

Oh heavens above he has to say something now

"Ah. W...wow. That is." Not making his cheeks any less red!!! "Sorry, I didn’t mean to hit you there, I, I’m just a little surprised. That is, thank you, that's really nice of you to say." And there's meaning there too. Thank you, Olesya. Even if you don’t really mean it. “I, had intended the contest to be restricted to the ball itself, but, this is a bit of a gray area. And I never really laid down super detailed rules. Trying to close every loophole never really works out, doesn’t it? That is to say, I, you’re good, you’re fine. It’s alright. Just, for fairness, we should…I, you, we, shouldn’t, do…more, until the ball officially starts.”

this is how he dies he is going to perish on the spot why is nobody saying anything aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

“Uh! Keli, Seli, could you please fetch us some tea? To cool off with? And when you’ve brought it, could you wait outside for a few minutes and make sure nobody comes in for a bit? We, are just going to chat for a little bit. A few minutes. We’ll be fine, no worries.”

He waits until they’re gone. He listens for the door to click shut. He breathes out. 

Hazel sits cross-legged in front of the trembling huntress. There’s hardly anyplace in this room that wouldn’t be within arm’s reach for her, but all the same, he chooses to sit right in front of her. 

“If it’s alright for me to ask; are you okay, Olesya?” He has to crane his neck up a bit to look at her. “I don’t mean to overstep. But, I did mean it. We’re good. No worries. And, if you need a listening ear, I’d be happy to offer one."

[Rolling to offer Emotional Support: 6 + 2 - 1 = 7]