Garret felt really bad for Daphne now. The poor girl obviously needed to go, and well... he could understand, from an observer's point of view, how someone would need privacy in order to release their bodily fluids. He himself, on the other hand, had never had that particular problem.

"That's better," Garret nodded and thumped Varius on the back a bit too hard, "Although, Daff, you're really rotten at keeping contact with friends." He too inserted a sniff here, his bright blue eyes taking in the desperate look on her face, "You realise that this is the first time you've said hello to me all term?"