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hopalongcharlie (hopalongcharlie) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Charlie took a breath and focussed back on Theo's face. "Okay, I'm going to be a bit blunt, because it's late and I'm pretty sure both of us would rather be at our respective homes not in my office." His voice was still kind, but it had a slightly firmer tone than it had earlier.

"You started to, I don't know, shake when I was cleaning your feet. I thought it was something I'd done which prompted it. Even if it wasn't you might be more comfortable doing what part of the process you can and I didn't ask that, which is probably because I'm used to animals and they're generally pretty shit at letting me know, and frankly have fuck all other options. So. I'll happily clean your feet, put on the salve and bandage them up, but if you'd prefer to do any of it yourself you need to say and I can just check to make sure it's all clean and covered.

"You should absolutely feel free to tell me I'm being a dickhead, but like I said I worked with animals for thirteen years and I wasn't the one with full healer training for when something went tits up." His voice had become a little louder and he deflated slightly with a sigh. "Just," he shrugged slightly. "Just tell me, okay? Shit, you can floo home right now if you like." It was easy to tell he was getting tired, as the slightly instinctive cap he'd kept on his swearing began to wear out. Not that he said anything in a harsh way, just that he naturally swore rather a lot.