<br/><em>~ Maddi with Desmond and Elijah at girls camp ~</em><br/><br/>Well, things just got better and better, first Elijah behaved even more strangely than before, and then Desmond, instead of explaining anything thought it was funny to tell a fairy story.  She frowned at him as he lay back on the ground.  If what Elijah was saying just before he flitted off was correct and Desmond hadn't been too good, it might not be a good idea to remind him about the beer.  She looked down at the plate with cake on it and shrugged, she was sure Desmond would want his slice eventually and who knows who might turn up and eat Elijahs – a fucking genie perhaps?<br/><br/>At any other time Maddi would have joined in Desmond's banter, given as good as she got and laughed it off. But after everything that had had happened in the last 36 hours it was just too flippant and too bloody uncaring.  Yes she'd keep an eye on the guy, if he had been unwell that was.  And yes, he could sleep; or talk nonsense; or make origami swans for all she cared, well, sandcastles maybe looking at where they were.  But she wasn't going to try any more, not now at any rate.<br/><br/>She picked up the pates the three of them had used for the fish, and all the dirty cutlery and briefly told him she'd be back in a minute before she walked off down to the sea's edge to wash them all up.