You're not fat! That's terrible.
You're all muscle, is what you are.
Charlotte and Louise are doing well. It was really nice to spend time with them. Charlotte left us to playtime for a bit while she worked on an article.
I'm some percentage fat they were all...on about it.
Everyone is some percentage fat, James.
Don't be worried.
S'better stuff to be worried about.
Was training alright, apart from that?
Yeah. Pretty much. I-- I just don't want to be there, though, you know? Even when I'm flying.
No. It's-- I need to be with you.
It's okay. I'm okay.
I know. But I just-- I keep playing it all over in my head.
And I keep thinking, whenever someone walks up to me, that they're going to tell me that something horrible's happened to you. Or whenever-- whenever I get an Owl, even though I know you're upstairs my heart skips a beat because I'm worried that it's delivering bad news--
Look. I'm right here. I'm okay.
And I know there's been times--multiple times now, when I haven't been. And I know how hard that's been on you. But I'm here now, James. I'm fine. You can go to work and leave me, and I will still be fine when you get home, yeah?
But---but you weren't fine and it keeps happening.
I'm supposed to be the one in danger! I'm the one with the stupid job, and-- and the reckless behaviour, and all of the-- you know, Potter things-- not-- not you.
You're not, James. You're not stupid or reckless.
Neither of us are.
And sometimes things happen anyway. Things you can't control, and it's frightening--It's terrifying to feel like your life is out of your control.
But all I can do--all either of us can do is move on together and try to be careful.
They were freak accidents, James. Not...not Romania.
But the rest.
I would like for it to please stop.
It will, James. I'm getting better now. It will.
I'm sorry-- I-- I'm okay, Teddy. You don't need to worry about this.
You're not worrying me, James. We're just talking.
And, if you weren't upset, frankly I'd be a little worried.
Do I have to go to work tomorrow?
I don't want to force anything, but you probably should if you feel able.
James, you've done so much for me, but I don't want you to feel trapped here. I've been doing fine while you're out. Charlotte's been so good to me--Everyone has. And I miss you--like I always do--but I feel fine.
I don't feel trapped, Teddy. It's just difficult being gone from you.
Well, that I understand. I don't like being without you, either.
I'm proud of you, though, for going. It's hard and you've been so brave.
And then, when you come home, we get to have a bit of a cuddle, which is my favorite part of you having been away.
You're doing so well, James, given what you've been through. Don't beat yourself up.
And maybe I can come to a match soon. I'd like that.
A bit. I was given a biscuit by Louise on the sly.
That's good. LEt me get us some dinner though, yeah?
Can I...Well, not give you a hand, precisely. But maybe keep you company?
Stop me from being just entirely a baby bird that you look after?
You are far more functional than a baby bird.
Plus, I don't actually chew up your food for you. That would just be weird.
I am...slightly more functional than a baby bird.
Ah, yes. How silly of me. That would finally cross the line into weird.
I'll do it, you know. Don't tempt me.
You are slightly deranged. In the most lovable of all possible ways.