[He doesn't know what was on that page, only that it's from a book that is sitting in Oz's room, and he assumes must have belonged to his young master. What if he wanted to read it again when he returned? What the hell is the duke trying to prove by burning it?
Gilbert startles, rushes forward and throws himself to his knees in front of the fire, his hands darting into the flames to grab the page and try to extinguish it against the brick. Most of it is burned through already; he won't be able to make out any of the words any longer, and whatever damages is done to his hands he doesn't seem to even notice.]
What do you think you're doing?! These belong to Oz, you can't--!
[He cuts himself off in favor of patting the page flat with his red palms.]
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Date: 2014-01-19 06:11 pm (UTC)Gilbert startles, rushes forward and throws himself to his knees in front of the fire, his hands darting into the flames to grab the page and try to extinguish it against the brick. Most of it is burned through already; he won't be able to make out any of the words any longer, and whatever damages is done to his hands he doesn't seem to even notice.]
What do you think you're doing?! These belong to Oz, you can't--!
[He cuts himself off in favor of patting the page flat with his red palms.]