Wayne understood why she trailed off, and answered her unspoken thought. "Yeah, I just wish I knew how much trouble it'd get me in. If it's just a slap on the wrist I don't care, but I really, really don't want to lose this job." He blew on his tea and then took a sip, wincing when it was still too hot. "And it's not like I can ask hey, hypothetically, if someone were to blab Ministry secrets all over town..." He shook his head. "I just wish I knew some way to get Orpington off my back. I tried telling him it was probably worthless anyway but he won't let it go."
Wayne felt a bit calmer now, talking it through. Sort of like he was telling a story about something that had happened to someone else. He sipped his tea as he tried to think of any other option than a) avoiding Orpington forever and b) coming clean and putting his job on the line.