"Me," Theodore answered. That should have been enough of an answer. Here he was supporting a dubious cause, pretending to be an upstanding member of society. All the while, he bore a scar that marked his membership with those who would seek to undo all the Ministry was working toward.
He found it positively brilliant.
"You should know, that no other music shall compare to hearing you that night," he said quietly, not having to speak loud at all as she was pressed against him. He was enjoying that, at the least.