Theodore took a measured step backward for the one that Bole advanced. This was close enough, thank you very much, and his wand appeared in his right hand to reinforce that idea. He didn't mention it, didn't tell Bole to keep his distance, it was just there, now.
"Maybe I went to him," he said, casting aside Bole's disgusting wishes that he could've been there for the explosion. It was too bad - maybe he would've been crushed by a ton of falling stone. "I have my own reasons, Bole, and you don't need to know them."