For someone who did his best to avoid situations with emotional people, he certainly seemed to find himself in the midst of such encounters a lot recently. He wasn't sure what that meant, or why it was happening, but it was a trend he was noticing none the less. Seeing her wipe at her face, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his pack of kleenex, pulling one out of the packaging and offering it to her. "Those mirrors can be pretty brutal." He had no idea if this was true, having ignored them on his way through, but he was hoping to make her feel better so it seemed a maybe appropriate thing to say.

Oh shoot. She remembered his name. He'd been feeling so proud of himself for being able to remember Jude's at the Magical Menagerie, which had saved him from this situation where they knew name and he.... did not. He could feel himself turn a little red, merely because he felt bad. "Yeah, I'm Evan. Ravenclaw is right. Going into my fourth year. I'm sorry... I don't quite remember your name...?" The rudest of the rude, he was.

He didn't know what else to say at her thanks, so instead he focused on getting himself up off the ground and dusting off his pants from sitting on the ground. The offer of going through together sounded good to him, given the fact he was also already hopelessly lost, so he quickly accepted her invitation. "Sure, that sounds good to me." He offered her a hand to help pull her up so they could continue on their way. "Did you know this event was happening this summer?"