Olly did feel bad. He did. Because he knew Noelle didn't want to go to the healer. But she was hurt and that was more important. At least if she wasn't hurt too bad a trip to the hospital wing wouldn't take too long. He caught Noelle's glare and looked away, toward the professor. He could go with if that's what she wanted.

No. She didn't want him to come with. That was fine. It was fine that Noelle was mad at him. Fine. He was fine. Sure. It was fine. He was fine. He glanced back at the professor, slightly put out on Noelle's behalf that she had showed up then, but mostly glad because it meant someone would help Noelle and make sure she was okay. "Thank you professor," he said because he was polite, or at least tried to be. And she had helped. He gave her a smile before turning and walking off the pitch.

He had waited enough time so he was able to just follow Noelle, but at a slower pace. He wouldn't go with her because she'd said she didn't want him to (which was fine.) But he had to go back to the castle too. And...he glanced behind him. Was Hope coming?