It had been a rather quiet journey back to the castle, involving Agatha slightly yanking his arm to bring him into the castle. Simon was lost in his thoughts. He kept on replaying what the centaurs had said over and over again in his mind.

Once inside their Common Room, Simon removed his snow-covered hat, scarf, and gloves. He placed them on the nearest table and walked over to the fire where Agatha was standing. He too held his hands towards the fire. He didn't realize how frigid the weather was when he was outside being absorbed by the centaurs' interaction as well as the unexpected handholding with a very pretty girl. Casting a secretive glance to her, he bit his lip a little when he saw that she was frowning. "Are you alright?" he asked rather quietly.