Bomba felt her happy buzz wearing off. She felt the urge to cry, and Bomba never cried, she just sniffed. She sniffed once, and shook her head. "It's our game." She said angrily. "Do you know what kind of shit a witch could get up to with that jacket of yours? Especially a fucking Potions Mistress?" Right. It was totally abotu his safety, or something. Her chest was tight and it hurt to think about. "And I thought Theo, was your project, not his ex-girlfriend!"