Seamus considered it, but it was difficult to estimate the motivation of a psycho, and there was no doubting that was what Bole was based on his journal entry. "That, or he just wants people to be scared. As if they weren't scared enough already. That sort of show doesn't work on all of us though," Seamus replied, bold and cocky as ever. A little bit of him was hoping Bole could hear them. If he could, he would just outright challenge the Death Eater. He was fairly confident he'd stand a good change against someone so mental in a straight fight with no little surprises.
"You not got any insight into how his brain works? Isn't that your thing? Fixing crazy people I mean," he asked, turning his attention away from the forest. Bole wasn't there, he knew it. It was a childish worry to think the boogie man was just lying in wait behind the trees.