Theodore Nott (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nottfinished) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Theo laughed. "I don't think he minds where the mice are from as long as they're mice. He's a bit of a mean-spirited guy though, once that mouse is gone fingers are free game." he warned.
He nodded that he wouldn't pay Charlie back per se, but if a new box of bandages and salve turned up for the club from an unknown benefactor later on, well, Theo wasn't going to say anything. He wasn't happy to hear about the kind of jerks that frequented the club though, not when it put Charlie in danger. He was already concerned about his friend's wellbeing and didn't like the idea of him being near anyone ready to glass another person upside the head.
"Thank you." he said first. "Were you going to Floo home? I can walk back if it's trouble." he offered sincerely; he'd managed with worse before, and Charlie had looked after his feet well enough that he didn't think the walk home would be too taxing.