Since Mordaunt was now being dealt with by Cece, and others, she was content with observing the rest of the gathering. Her eyes trailed up the lengths of the House tables. Her sight was still terrible, but she could hazard a guess as to who was who. The saddest part about the end of term feast... was saying goodbye, and the thought of saying goodbye was practically giving her a heart attack -- not really, but it hurt.
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Turning to Seren first Leo couldn't help, but note the exhausted body language even if he didn't show it. Last time he worried for a colleague's well being he had gotten snapped at. Pulling the water pitcher towards him he asked with a smile "Good evening Seren, you look radiant and flowery as always, would you care for some water or pumpkin juice?" Never mind the fact that the herbology professor looked like she was going to pass out right where she was sitting.
Radiant? Flowery? ...
"Aaaww, thank you Leo, but I feel about as decrepit as the food the ghosts served at the beginning of term." There was nothing radiant about that. Nope. And perhaps her floral arrangement was simply there to mask her old lady smell? Hhmm? Who knew?
"I would love some water, thank you," she replied, having been too lazy to get her own. At least there were gentleman on staff.