It seemed Paul had spoken too soon. As soon as he had asked his question, and Tenacius had answered, the portal had.....spit the boys right out.

Paul felt his heart do..something very strange, in between a lurch, seeing Carlton covered in that stuff which was VERY frightening because who knew what that stuff could do?! and fluttering around in PRAISE MERLIN vibes. He didn't really have any words, either, but rushed forward, instinctively, to Carlton, the youngest of the crew. He heard Rooney throwing up. That was to be expected. No judgements, here.

He siphoned some of the goo off of his hair and pulled the boy in for a hug. "Hospital Wing...NOW," Paul said in a concerned way before letting go of Carlton. "Where is Henry????" The Hufflepuff. Wasn't there an old joke, it was always the Hufflepuffs, wasn't it? He hoped not today. Henry better appear from that Portal in 3.5 seconds or Paul was jumping in there after him. He could not explain to Henry's parents, again, bad news. He wouldn't.

"Rooney--" Paul summoned some towels from somewhere---they most likely were coming from the Hospital Wing---and draped one across Carlton, and then around the retching Rooney. "Get it aaallll out, Rooney." Did he smell urine, too?

Paul waved his wand and an enormous bearcat shot off in the direction of the Headmistress' office, or wherever she might be currently. He watched his patronus fade.

Merlin, Paul just...had no words for how he felt right now. Number one priority: getting them to the Hospital wing.