But when he speaks again, Theo is almost incapable of recognising his voice. The voice he knew so well, the voice that once used to help him with the nightmares. "Pathetic. He looks pathetic." He moved his hand from Theo's hair, to place it on his cheek, which was slowly losing its ever present blush, and pretended to caress it. "Tell us, Theo... How are you feeling? Are you enjoying the show as much as I am?" He raised his right eyebrow, the gesture Theo knew so well, and pointed to the prominent bulge in his trousers. 