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Theodore Nott (nottfinished) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Theo watched his hand as his temporary guardian angel got ready to move his finger and true to his word he made no sound when she straightened the digit out. His face went white though, even obvious despite the fact that he was already pale enough, his lips completely bloodless. He heard a ringing in his ears like he was about to pass out, but this pain was nothing to the Crucio and he recovered a little in time to hear her saying something, something that sounded irritated but that he couldn't pick up. "Sorry." he said, knowing this must be a chore and grateful that she'd taken time out to help him. His heart raced all over the place like a drunken Thoroughbred but he drew in another couple of breaths and then nodded that he was okay for her to continue, just wanting it to be over already.

"Diolch i chi am wneud hyn" He thanked her in Welsh, that skill for languages not failing him even now.



(ooc: ooc: if you don't want to continue this as it's been a while that's okay with me hun, im sorry that I left you hanging :( )