"Yes. That would be the technical term for time fuckery," he said with a laugh. Certainly more succinct at the least, he thought wryly. "I can help with that sure, and anyone who might be useful in that capacity." He wondered just who he might end up being roped into working with and how that would go. It might be interesting at the very least, he hoped. Or entertaining.
"Really? Well. I can honestly say that was never my career aspiration," he said freely. Pledging himself to servitude was not something that he could have imagined himself doing in any situation or reality. "No more than you can help being a ginger," he said in good turn, returning the grin in kind.
With the clock tower drawing closer, Theo veered off to take his leave and return home. "Myrtle always was a bit of a voyeur," he said with a small laugh. "Let's hope it works out and doesn't come crashing down. I'd really prefer not having to put the pieces back together again." He said thinking about the trial. How hard it had been to get Draco to speak, to engage, to venture outside into the world. It had taken a lot. He wasn't sure how cooperative he'd be here if he had to contend with that sort of unfortunate emotional nonsense.
"You know where to find me, if you need me. And the offer stands on the alarm," he said while committing to his course and heading back to the room, he had no choice, but to call home.