Dora wasn't turning back. She'd been properly convinced and said she would come to the feast - which implied actually showing of face - so come she would. It helped that she was feeling much more relaxed about.... well everything, and so wasn't so against being here tonight. And she didn't do so much of a scan of the entire hall as she did just let her hazel-green eyes zero in on the gryffindor table, disappointed that it held no best friend. But also maybe a bit relieved. She still wasn't ready to face the inevitable.

Following Olly, she unceremoniously squished herself between the pair and gave West a relaxed smile. "Hi." She was here and stuff.

She then proceeded to fold her arms on the table and lean forward, resting her head on them while she stared down the gryffindor table.