Patrick felt everything settle. He wasn’t exactly nervous nervous. He was nervous about the fact that his friends were doing this. His eyes got big at the assumption it was Cassie who did it at Puddifoots, “oh no, it wasn’t Cassie who did it at Puddifoots.” he wasn’t sure if he should say it was Rylee. Oh no, Ace mentioned Rylee by name. She was such a sweet girl, always bouncing around the school. Shaking his head vigorously, “haven’t seen Rylee come this way, oh boy.” he stopped talking, afraid that if he said anything more he’d get Rylee in trouble but if he didn’t say anything wouldn’t he be in trouble?

Holding back, and hoping that someone else might go ahead and say something about what happened at hogsmade. “Wait, how many of these were drawn at hogsmade?” Pointing to the drawing he wasn’t sure what this one made, four or five. It was starting to look more and more sucpicious. “I, uh, well... I was in Puddifoots when it happened.”