Following Finneas into the Great Hall usually made Carwyn to be ultra cautious, normally worried for his fellow Professor's health more than his own. Walking two or three steps behind him, and having made it to the dias he niavely thought they they had made it safely and that there would be no final incidents of the year.

Wouldn't that have been a nice thought?

Sadly, a swift kick to Gabiela's chair meant that Finneas was hoping around all the while aiming for his own chair. The older gentleman winced himself however, knowing how horrible the pain was that could shoot through you when you injured your toes (or feet in general).

Placing one hand carefully under the man's elbow he helped to stabalise him slightly before he could fall over and hurt himself further. "That sounded sore, Finneas." He said soothingly as he slipped easily into his own chair next to the Muggle Studies Professor, keeping an eye on him as he did so.