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Theodore Nott (nottfinished) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Theo nodded, thinking the worst for what was about to come, not because he thought Charlie was someone who would do that but because he thought he deserved it. He flinched when Charlie told him exactly what he'd looked like freaking out; he couldn't really remember it but he'd been told about it before and it went against everything his dad had ever beaten into him about keeping up appearances. He'd stood tall on broken bones before just to be taught a lesson by his dad about stoicism, but when his mind seperated off into chunks and puppeted him he couldn't control anything about himself and that made him feel helpless.

He felt bad about making Charlie feel like he'd somehow been at fault for Theo's own defectiveness, so he opened with, "I'm sorry. It wasn't anything you did, you're not a, a jerk. It isn't your fault and I'm sorry I've put you to all this trouble. I'm, I'd appreciate it if you could bandage my feet up. I'll be good now. I'll be good." He promised.