Nobody answered her question, but judging from the lines of stress on the Headmistress' face and the grave atmosphere that had fallen over the group, she thought she could guess the answer anyway. So it was the caretaker...? She knew she should probably be a little more upset about that or something, but instead she just felt a little numb and kind of confused. Was it always like that? Nobody she'd know had died before, even somebody she knew as little as Flynn.

She realised she was probably acting weirdly still when Natalia asked after her. Blinking, she flushed slightly and turned her face away, embarrassed to have the Head Girl (and Arithmancy queen) think of her like that. Come on- she was made of stronger stuff than this.
"I'm fine. Thank you."
She tried to offer a smile to go with the banality, but somehow it wouldn't come out right. So, at a loss for anything else to do- because really, she wanted to wave her wand and heroically close the portal or something, but she was still just in her first year- she turned silently and ghosted along the corridor behind Natalia and Noelle, thinking that much as she didn't need one- not a proud Slytherin witch like her- it still couldn't hurt to have a Calming Draught.