The wall was suddenly soft to the head bump and Tinka backed away, confused. "Tinka bad, Sir Newton Professor Sir." And just for his having to interfere, Tinka would have to shut her fingers in the door later. Another Professor arrived and the house elfs ears began to twitch at an alarming rate. This was bad bad bad. Tinka had only needed to clean clean clean and this would not be happening. Two instances of finger slamming to make up for it later.

"Mr Flynn must be sick! Tinka will makes him soups!" After she had cleaned up here. And she went straight to cleaning Iris' frame as instructed. "Yes Misses. Tinka clean Misses Iris. Tinka do it."