It was clearly a time that Theo remembered. He clung as Greg lifted him up, gentle despite his strength, and Theo actually felt a little safer tucked in against Greg's chest as they mounted Greg's broom, even through he knew it was just a trick of the mind.
He kept alert and always on the look for that which may try to attack them at every point.
"Our defences are low, the roof and windows are vulnerable, as well as the floor." he said, his tone strangely military, cold for a second before the mood drained from him as fast as it had arrived. "What's wrong with them?" he asked, looking down as though he didn't feel the knife-like pain anymore.