"I see, feeling petulant tonight are we?" Theo squeezed at the grumpy man’s hips, pulling him back towards him. The narrowed emerald eyes shifted from the woods to Theo. "Firstly, did you have a better plan? Draco has the access he needs already. He speaks their language and knows their tricks. He’s the most capable of getting in and out with her as quickly and quietly as possible. You know this. You’re just mad you couldn’t go with him." Theo’s hand's dip under the hemline of the loose shirt he’s wearing, brushing along the exposed skin of his waistline. 