Blessedly, Harry seemed to be leaning towards a rescue mission. At the very least if that were the path they took, they knew what they were searching for, what they would get at the end of it. Even if it did feel like a death trap. Theo found his shoulders were consistently tense, his jaw always clenched. The loss of Luna was peeling him apart layer by layer, like his fathers skin flaying curse - Theo felt bare and exposed. It was some comfort to know Harry felt the same. If only he had come to Theo first, explained that he was considering completing the bond he wouldn't be in this predicament of wanting to kill Voldemort and equally wanting to crawl back to the burrow where Ginny surely resided.