"As long as it's actually fine and not just 'who am I to complain about ethics -"

"...I am a bit wrung out, and, like, it would be hypocritical to deny you the chance to have a moral crisis but can you do it later."

"Sure, sorry -"

"Thanks. - should probably send Miranda a note if you can do that without getting up."

Snuggles. They are very important.

He can do that without getting up.

And then he can be snuggled more. Cam seems to be debating the wisdom of falling asleep on him.

"I didn't have plans for the rest of today."

"Good. - Is there magic for nightmares -"

"Yeah - potions -" he waves the door open. He Accios one.

Cam sits up enough to swallow and quaffs the potion and collapses on Timothy.

He holds him for a while and then falls asleep as well.

Cam's still asleep when Timothy wakes.

He writes everybody else letters letting them know that Cam threw off the Imperius Curse basically the instant Timothy tried to make him do anything except lie down and relax - not that he expects them to take his word for it, considering - and here are future precautionary measures please comply, and here is how to recognize a Dementor for everyone who can't just see them. 

Two of these - modified to take into account that their recipients missed all the drama - find their way out to the lake. 

He has eventually taken a break from singing to ask Amriac if she minds making them both dinner. He reads the note over dinner. "- do you happen to know what the Imperius Curse even is -"

"Some mind control spell. There's this guy who's into that sorta thing, they were testing if it worked on daeva."

"- huh. Maybe I should spend some time inside, don't want to miss all of the adventure."

"There's lots going on but it's hard to keep track of so I'm just focusing on the interesting bits."

"That's fair enough. I'm mostly doing the same but would like to be informed enough not to miss any interesting bits."

"Sure," Amriac says agreeably.

"Shall we go in?"

"Sure." Inwards!

Where things are fairly chill! There're some Elves at the (closed) door. Michael is idly levitating things and shifts to idly levitating things while idly glaring at the two of them. 

"Uh," says Amriac to Michael. "What?"

"You missed all the excitement. There was a dementor! There was a lot of not-exactly-consensual use of dark magic! Apparently Timothy and Cam are involved."

"- huh."