Prewett stared a long moment at Harry after he said that.. then looked aside at Jalil. Another few heartbeats later and he took in a slow breath through his nose. His Harry was never like this. His Harry didn't show emotion so blatantly. And he was a little thrown off by this new side of the Boy Who Lived, so only stared him down for a moment before brushing past him and heading for the door. "If you need me, I'm sure you'll be able to find me."
That said, he was moving out through the door, through the living room, and out the front door, pulling it closed behind him.
The firm shutting of the door caused the boy on the bed to shift again, this time a soft noise escaping as he began to wake.