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Greg Goyle (a_reticent_git) wrote in wished,

Greg worked patiently on the feet before him, and he only wanted to be in front of a roaring fire or in a nice hot tub, "Look, Theo, I don't know what spooked you so badly, but we are gonna be okay. I'm gonna ask someone, anyone, about making sure our mail comes to the Great Hall and not to the hut. If these.....surprises happen there, then we'll be safe, right?"

Greg was trying to use some sort of logic, and he went on, his focus directed on Theo's cold feet, "I mean, you haven't planned this out yet very well. You can't go walking through the woods with no coat or shoes. We got to pack for where ever we are going," and after a long pause, Greg mustered up the courage to ask, "Where are we going, exactly?"

Greg grew silent for a long while, "Theo....I don't wanna go anywhere. I feel safest here."