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hopalongcharlie (hopalongcharlie) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

When Theo recoiled Charlie did too, snatching back his hand and taking a step back. Clearly that wasn't welcome at all, and he vowed to keep his hands to himself until Theo invited anything else. "Okay, okay, I'm keeping my hands to myself," he said, placing the hands on his hips to try and keep them in check.

At least he seemed to calm a little when Charlie spoke and Charlie sighed in internal relief. He wasn't looking forward to trying to help Theo if he was quite so scared. He could only imagine that he was scared of whatever nightmare had been haunting his disturbed sleep, but that was of little comfort. He nodded in acknowledgement that Theo didn't want to go to St. Mungo's. "Okay, no hospital," he said, and stepped carefully to the side and around Theo. "Can you stand there while I drop the wards I'd put up?" he asked. Honestly the comment about being good made him feel desperately uneasy, but he decided it wasn't the moment to pick up on it. He took the few steps back across the street to the position where he set the wards, and felt them crackle across his skin as he stepped inside, slightly unusual because he'd stopped part way through. He took a moment to check in his mind exactly where he'd stopped and carefully reversed the wards. It took perhaps a minute at the most and then he turned to Theo and offered him a careful twitch of the mouth that was the start of a smile. "Okay, it's safe to come in now. Do you want to follow me?" he said, gesturing to the door.