Henry didn't move, he simply stared at Hitame, taking in her words. She had a point surely if the death eaters knew then they would have come knocking a long time. They had ways and it wouldn't take them long to know where he lived, how to find him, heck they could summon him if they wished. Unless they were biding their time, waiting to humiliate him in the next meeting? Perhaps out him and expect him to divulge her secrets. A part of him would do so, the part in his mind that needed protection but in all honesty Henry had hit rock bottom and was making his way back up, it would be as scary as hell to defy the death eaters but a part of him liked to hope he would divulge all Sophia's details... But would the truth keep him alive?
He dropped his bag and began to pace, trying to figure out whether or not the death eaters were aware he was staying with Sophia. Okay. So Maura knew and if Hallie did know would she have told her husband? Chances are she would, but then would Theodore Rookwood have passed it onto the rest of the death eaters or was he waiting, did he want to have a conversation with him first? It all depends on what Hallie thought on the subject.
No doubt she would be furious at Sophia, allowing the man who had abducted and tortured her to live under the same roof as her. Would she question his loyalty to the death eaters? Or question his loyalty to Sophia? Perhaps the latter, which mean't Theodore would get the information from a point of view that he was intending to snitch on Sophia... Why was he in this mess?
'I.' He said. 'I don't know what to do!' The pitch of his voice rising in panic, his palms getting sweatier by the minute and right now his eyes were dull and thirsty for a high. He needed drugs. Drugs would help him, he'd be able to escape his problem but that wasn't noble. It wasn't brave to shy away from his problems. Sophia had told him the sorting hat had placed him into Gryffindor for a reason, but did that mean he wanted to act like a Gryffindor? No. Yet, something in side of him was telling him to stay clean, face his hears, face the problem.
'They'll find out. They'll know sooner or later.' He finally said after some minutes of silent pacing. 'They could kill me! Kill Sophia, kill you! They'd kill me for betraying them and kill you for helping keep me hidden. They'd think I'd left the death eaters. I haven't. They wouldn't believe me though. But I haven't, I support them, I joined them for a reason. I tortured Hallie Cooper for them. Wouldn't they- but then- what if-.'
His pacing had quickening, his speech more disjointed and the bottom lip was heavily trembling. Air was gushing into his lungs quicker than it was exciting, sooner or later he'd faint from hyperventilation. Henry needed to calm down, he needed to go home and cool off.