Still fiddling with her necklace, Felicity padded down to the Common Room in one of the few pairs of fluffy pyjamas that hadn't been completely ruined by the reckless vandal that had made a point of destroying everything. She'd finally shed a few tears, more out of anger and frustration than anything else, but hoped her eyes weren't red enough to give that away.

Staring around at the few people already present, her slippered feet automatically took her towards the couch on which Flynn was spread out. "Budge up."