Of all the moments that Dora could have chosen to appear, that had to be the one. Of course it was. "Don't know watcha mean," she replied, smile curling on her lips as she turned to see the Gryffindor setting out a bluebell flame. Her gaze lingered on the flames flickering in the jar for a moment, the extra warmth not needed, but appreciated all the same.

"Only just. I haven't been here long." She shrugged lightly, not picking up on the subtext. Probably a good thing really; she had no real desire to recall her train journey to the castle. Probably wouldn't have seemed half as lonely, nor been as upsetting, if Dora had been there. "I brought hot choc'late and marshmallows."