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Theodore Nott (nottfinished) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

For his part, Theo was interested in the theoretical side of magic, but few things came into physical fruition from his theorising. He saw a talented mind in Dominic, but he didn't discount his current company either; he'd seen what Charlie was coping with and he'd seen the wards up around the club.

He nodded that he would and was a little overwhelmed with the options he had here. He ended up, very tentatively and uncertainly, putting his arm around Charlie's waist; he didn't want to drag on Charlie's good side on his arm with his weight, regardless of how stable Charlie was, and Charlie was right there was no way he was going to be able to comfortably put his arm around his shoulders.

The casual use of the f-word gave him pause until he parsed out that it didn't mean anything and his stupid brain could come away from battlestations. He used Charlie's help to get through the corridor and on into the main room, moving steadily alongside the other man. "I'm really sorry about this." he repeated. "I imagine you should be at home right now, right? I'm sorry."