"Still full of shit, too." Draco laughed, and some of the tension along Blaise's spine loosened at the sound. "I stopped by to check in with Theo. He was supposed to get me some intel on a competitor." This was well over Blaise's head. He had no idea what Theo did for a living, no idea that he had a living at all. His entire focus since being back on English soil had been Hermione. Briefly, he felt like even more of a shitty friend than he had been (if such a thing was possible), but quickly realized he didn't have room in his body for more guilt, more uncertainty, and mentally made an effort to shake it off. He could be a good friend once Hermione was awake. Well... a good friend to Theo. God knew he hadn't been a good friend to Draco. Blaise grimaced, hiding the expression by turning towards the door, where footsteps could be heard approaching.