Oliver nodded mid cough and smiled a little. Way to make an appearance. Still, Cameron was used to him suffering from head injuries and such mostly due to Quidditch and girls named Trixie.

He was aware of Cam eyeing him almost in an accusatory way and it made the Snake strangely uncomfortable. He usually like attention of any sort, but he also knew he looked tired of late and Cam could obviously see it too. There was no magic he knew of to hide such evidence. He forced a smile but averted his eyes from hers to look at the package in her hand. “Where were you off to?” He asked nonchalantly to get her attention away from his gaunt appearance. That package was suspiciously broom sized.

Meh.. what could he say? Cam rocked the 'just slept in a dumpster' look. She had never been one of these perfectly groomed and manicured girls Hogwarts was overrun with and Oliver liked that about her. She didn't mind getting her hands dirty and in his book, that was a good thing. “Chyeah.. you are hot.” He murmured stupidly in reply to her dismissive comment. Heh. Well... she walked right into that one.

No owls. Man, he was bad at that stuff. “Sorry.” He shrugged unable to think of an excuse, or something witty to say in reply. But he smiled at the girl when he realised this was her attempt at humour. He looked like he needed a meal? He frowned at her. Oh man. He looked THAT bad? Blehhh. “Alright. But I'm buying.” Or Emmanuel was. His money was the best thing about the dude. He started towards the main seating area, still with his hand in Cameron's.