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Theodore Nott (nottfinished) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Theo still flinched down a little as Charlie's arm lifted up, but the fact that he easily saw it coming helped him relax at the motion even if the feeling of someone's arm around him made him feel a strange combination of tingling surprise and fluttering panic. He really was reassured by Charlie though, not just by his words but by the tone of his voice. He found that he could let some weight rest against Charlie who hadn't lied to him and took it easily. It was a huge display of trust for Theo and he wasn't even sure how he was able to do this.

Charlie's comment made him tense up again and swallow hard as his stomach turned. He had been running from a beast in his dreams that would have done worse to him when it caught up than any mortal man could, but he still didn't want to go through that again, not now his dad was dead, not now that he was supposed to be free from that.

He'd greyed around the edges a little but came back to himself in time to catch what Charlie was saying. "Thank you for taking the trouble." he said sincerely.

He found it was a lot easier to move around with Charlie's help, even though a voice that sounded like his dad's was in the back of his mind telling him not to get used to it. He was too tired to fight though and he just let it berate him as they moved across the room. He nodded that he was okay to be left and leaned up against the wall. "Of course, I appreciate it." he said, surprised but grateful that Charlie was going through all this trouble for him.

He wasn't able to stand for very long though, even with the wall at his back and between one blink and another he found himself seated on the floor again. He didn't even bother trying to get up, just rested his head back against the wall and sighed, angry with himself for all of this.