Carlton followed professor Vance and healer Reed away from the Room of Requirements in silence. But his thoughts were NOT silent at all. He didn't like this situation in the slightest. Carlton hung his head in shame as he followed the billowing robes of the healer in front of him. Resisting the urge to grab on to it. Why did he want to TOUCH it. Grabby hands.

Then he was reminded of the very solemn situation and his mood darkened again. Poo. He followed the adults to the Divination professor's office and looked around them curiously. This office didn't have a bouncy floor like Professor Myer's meeting space, but it felt homey and Carlton immediately liked it, in spite of having a non-bouncy floor.

He hovered around the adults and shifted his weight. He was very uncomfortable and very much hating the situation they were in. He refused to look at professor Vance's injuries because GUILT. He didn't like guilt. It made his tummy ache. Instead he took a great interest in all of the stuff professor Vance had in her office. So. Much. Stuff.

Now, could healer Reed just use his magic hands and fix the professor please so they could all just forget about this whole thing?!