Theodore swallowed, and it's possible he realized his mistake in giving Jamie such a free had with questions. Still, it felt like he owed the other boy, that he deserved to give him as many answers as he asked for, just to make up for what he had done. But if he searched himself a bit he found it went beyond that. He'd been bottled up for so long that sometimes it just felt good to talk. "I was...I was looking for Draco. I thought...I mean, I told you I thought it might be...some kind of attack and...and he's a likely...target for that. I...I guess I am too, but." He shook his head. Too close to dangerous territory, and bringing up things he felt they both might not want to talk about.
Instead of dealing out the cards, he held Jamie's hands steady with one of his own and plucked a card from the middle of the deck. Just the future. "The Magician," he said, turning the card so Jamie could see it. A red-headed wizard in robes that were not exactly Gryffindor, but seemed to somewhat suggest it as much as the name "Weasley" was suggested by the wizard, who was flourishing a wand as the roman number "I" scrolled around the border. "It will be a time of challenges, but you will find that you have the strength, knowledge, and inspiration to meet them." It was a very positive card, and it fit Jamie well, like it was his own personal card. Theodore suddenly realized his hand was covering Jamie's, still - had been the whole time he'd been speaking - and dropped it.