For the most part, Dylan just stared at the Headmistress and Ground's Keeper. There wasn't much else he could really do...seeing as how he was backed into a corner. It was odd, not being able to properly defend oneself. Was this how Hufflepuffs felt?

...And really, this adult person was so...rude. Had they expressed the same sarcasm and mocking in their tones? Kinda uncalled for, guy. Whatever, though. If he wanted to play this sort of power-card, fine. Dylan just hoped he wasn't expecting to gain some type of respect from doing so.

After all, this Slytherin didn't respect liars.

"Thank you, Mr. Gibbins." It was said with the utmost sincerity, but mostly because Dylan was sincerely glad the man had stopped talking. Yes, THANK YOU for that.

Turning a remorseful eye on his Head of House, the Captain bowed his head. "I'm sorry for disappointing you, ma'am." Really, that was one thing he could really be sorry for. "I can assure you it won't happen again." Nope, most definitely not. Even if he had to shove his help down someone's throat...

"May I leave now?"

He was still a little shook from thinking the lady had died...Gah, he needed fresh air...