Hello again! I felt like writing another one of these, so I did. Please enjoy.

Also, part of my inspiration for this is thinkaman22's A Supportive Awakening. Check it out!

Olivia sighed and hung her head, resting her elbows on the wooden table. She and Henry sat alone at a table in the deserted mess tent. She'd been trying to teach him how to frown for half an hour, but he just kept smiling.

She raised her hands and, clasping them together, instructed, "Now, when you feel sad, you pull your face like so…" Olivia morphed her face into a sorrowful frown, waiting for Henry to do the same.

But, instead of frowning, the said dark mage's open-mouthed smile only grew. "You mean like thiiiiiis?"

Olivia pounded a hand on the table and groaned, "No, down! The corners of your mouth are supposed to go DOWN!" She sighed again and rested her head in her hands. "I'm starting to think that you're incapable of changing your expression."

She got up out of the chair she was sitting in and started to dance elaborately in the space near the table. She paused to speak. "Look, Henry. Life is like dancing… You can't just mimic the moves. You have to FEEL them!" She then stood somewhat awkwardly, uncomfortable that Henry's closed eyes were resting on her. Her face turned a deep shade of pink. How is he able to see with his eyes closed? Olivia wondered for the umpteenth time.

"Nya ha! You compare everything to dancing. It's hilarious!" Henry laughed and began to play with a feather that was floating in the air, thinking about the blood of the animal it must have come from.

Olivia raised her voice and tried to add some force to it, but the result wasn't what you'd call intimidating. "I don't think that this is a laughing matter. I'm trying to help you, you know!"

"Look, crazy lady. I like you. I really do. But you have GOT to let this go. I smile because I'm happy, alright? There's nothing more to it." His eyes drifted to Olivia's neck, where the jugular vein was located. He wondered how much blood would pour out of it if it was sliced… But he dismissed the thought. Olivia was his friend. He would test it on an enemy soldier in the next battle.

Olivia balled her fists and furrowed her brow. "N-no. That just can't be possible." She ran a hand through her hair, then gasped, clutching a hand to her chest. "Ungh…urg…!"

Henry tilted his head slightly, a strand of his white hair falling in his face. "Hey, are you okay there? You're making funny noises." She looked like she was in a lot of pain. Mmm, pain, he thought.

Olivia staggered, placing a hand on one of the table's chairs for support. She wheezed, "M-my chest…suddenly…feels tight… Can't breathe… It h-hurts…"

Henry raised his eyebrows in recognition. "Aw, jenkies! You've been cursed! I'd know those symptoms anywhere. Someone must have—"

Crumpling to the floor, Olivia gasped and panted, "Henry…please. You have to get out of here…" So this is how it ends. I thought I'd get killed by a Risen. I hope Khan Bastillio will find another dancer. Hopefully no one will miss me too much…

"What? Oh come on, that's crazy talk. You're gonna die here in a second." He stood up and knelt beside Olivia, placing a hand on her chest. "Now you just sit there while I dispel the curse… Hmm, let's see…" He muttered the words of an ancient spell, then yelled, "KA-BLAMMO!"

Olivia felt an immense power surge through her chest, fighting the curse, overwhelming her, and heard Henry chirp, "So long, curse! See ya in hell!" Black spots swirled in her vision and her breathing slowed. Her eyes closed.

"Olivia? H-hey, Olivia." He was met by silence. His expression turned to one of worry, his brow knitted and his lip pouted. "…You being crazy again, Olivia?" There was still no response.

Henry raised his voice to a shout and placed his hands on Olivia's shoulders, shaking her. "Olivia?! Aw, come on, Olivia! You can't die now! NOOOOO! OLIVIAAAAAA! Come back to me, Olivia!" Tears misted his eyes and his voice cracked. "Stay out of the light! STAY OUT OF THE LIIIIIIGHT!"

Olivia suddenly convulsed and she began to cough. Her eyes opened and, seeing the tears on Henry's face, she hacked, "S-stop crying." She panted, trying to breathe evenly. "I'm...I'm alright."

"…Huh?" Henry sighed in relief. "Aw, thank goodness! I was worried there for a sec."

"Well, at least I finally got to see a different expression on your face…" She laughed lightly, which only made her cough more.

"Did you?" Henry let out a nervous chuckle. "I totally didn't notice."

Olivia looked at Henry, sitting up and brushing her pink hair from her face. "Thank you, Henry. You saved my life."

Henry's wide grin returned and he laughed. "Nya ha ha! I guess I did!"

Olivia smiled. Teaching Henry how to frown might have been impossible, but now she knew that her blood-loving friend had more than one emotion.

So that's that. I heard a lot about the Henry and Olivia supports, so I decided to check them out. They're actually quite interesting. Until next time!

~Haymitch-The-Hobo