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Theodore Nott (nottfinished) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Theo didn't see an act of altruism like that as anything but disruptive, mostly because helping someone else had always been a chore to the people around him when he'd grown up. Nothing good had ever been done when there was no payback in return and he knew that he had nothing to give so came to the conclusion that Ernie had helped him because he was just that kind of guy - rare and elusive - and so Theo had put him out. He tilted his head calculatingly at the mention of them being friends. It had been mentioned before but he'd never thought Ernie would take it this far, not for someone like him. He realised suddenly that he'd been selling Ernie short and that made him feel ashamed for having done so.

His attention was drawn to the movement of Ernie's hand over the blanket though and he hated that he flinched at the movement, tried to shift a bit to disguise his reaction. "It's happened for a while. I used to do it at school but I think it started before then. I'm not.. not sure... I'm not... it's hard to remember..." he said, fractured as he tried to think back, a headache already starting as he pushed at memories that spell damage, trauma and treatment at the Janus Thickey ward all had sealed or scorched away. "I usually ward the bed so I don't get out and do injury, but I believe I was distracted." His tone of voice showed that he was beating himself up about that already. "I wouldn't say no to your help though, but I've already taken quite enough of that for one day." he said, apologetic now. "I'm really sorry to put you through all this Ernie. I'm grateful to have you."