Theodore blinked at that and finally put down the napkin he'd been shredding into tiny, little bits. "My family..." He scoffed. "I reckon they wouldn't mind me being an archaeologist – even if they wanted to see me working for the Ministry instead." Just a very different Ministry, Theodore 'forgot' to add.
"It's more like they're disappointed with the person I've become. Like they're never satisfied and like I'm never as good as my father and in fact I don't even want to be like my father and why am I telling you this again?"
He ran a hand through his hair in distress and sighed. "Never mind."