Theodore Nott was in a poor state. Seeing the elderly wizard strapped into a chair covered in his own bodily fluids helped to take some of the fear from Hermione's heart. He was nothing but a sad, little, old man. No one had been down there in the room to release him from his bounds since he was arrested. There had been no food or water provided to him either. Perhaps that was one reason why he seemed so afraid when the door was opened. One didn't need to feed or water their captives if there was no plan to keep them alive long. It was possible that he was still the same proud man when he was dragged into the space by the Snatchers days earlier. Time alone in the dark room with nothing but his thoughts for company removed his arrogance. She could almost pity the terrified man if she didn't hate him so much.