Evan's head turned towards the Headmaster when he released them all to proceed with the plans they had come up with. He wondered briefly if they were going to get docked points to begin with anyways since the group had decided to pretty much break off and do things in pairs anyways. And given the fact the plan was still not that clear to him, he supposed they were just going to be making it up and winging it as they went.

Giving a soft sigh, eyes turned back to the group - Remy and Atlas already paired off together, and the seventh years going together. Were it real acromantulas, he supposed the grouping's would have been different but... as the older Gryffindor male reminded them, this wasn't real. So might as well just get the practice in anyways given the fact they couldn't really get hurt. Though points and disappointment could certainly still be a consequence to their poor performance. Turning back towards the rest of the group, Evan glanced at the unpartnered numbers. "Well... I guess we're off. Who wants to go with who?"

As in really, who wanted to go with him. Because he was pretty ready to get started. Pulling out his wand from it's holster, he cast a quick feather-light charm on himself -- still thinking Atlas' idea was genius -- before turning to start down the path. He assumed whoever wanted to go with him, if anyone, would catch up as he started at a slow pace, intent on being as cautious as possible.