As he paced about, Greg could only watch from the floor, slightly surprised again at Theo's words. Not sick? But the last thing Greg needed to do was agitate Theo again. He turned back to his orange, as he noted Theo's pacing, and he ate more, frowning at how determined Theo was at his state of health.
"Okay, so you aren't sick. Stay here with me, in the now then. Prove to me you can get better. Shit, do you know how much I need to hear you say that you are fine? That you feel great? Ready to do everything on your own and bust loose of this hell hole? I'm doing all I can to get you out of here, Theo, I am. Draco is too."
Greg looked back at the book, and lifted it to Theo, "I got that book you like. Remember? The one with the dogs in it. I thought you might read it. I thought..," and he let his words trail off because saying, I thought it might help you remember more just seemed like a way to antagonize him again.