Louisa's somber demeanor didn't shift or change the slightest when their ex headmaster announced his speech, she just looked up at the man and continued to wipe at her nose every now and then, out of habit more than anything else.

Williamson was leaving. Oh. Well... that was important news. Louisa's eyes drifted to where the dragon lover professor sat, and she couldn't help but smile a liiiiiittle bit remembering him urging her to decorate the corridor with toilet paper. She never thought of him as a professional professor but... he wasn't so bad as a kid person. Kids loved him.

... Jenkins was leaving too?! Louisa frowned slightly at this, moving her eyes to look at the Ancient Runes professor. But whyyyyyy... she liked the man. He was smart, good-looking and most importantly academically satisfying. Pout.

Why exactly was Tate bringing the 'mushy' word up this time? He always dealt with leaving professors and students more cheerfully, sometimes using his great sense of sarcasm to lighten the mood, and Louisa miiiiiight've been a bit expectant to feel better by the time he gave his speech and the "don't die" tip. But he was saying....

HE WAS LEAVING TOO?

No. Just... no. Louisa staaaaaared for the rest of Tate's speech, unable to comprehend the fact that not only a LOT of their school staff were leaving PLUS her best three friends, but their headmaster. However, the slowly growing clapping from somewhere snapped Louisa out of it and she sniffed, pursed her lips to prevent any whimpering, and joined the affectionate clapping.

She should crawl into her bed and cry freely after this emotional stinking feast was over. ;___;