Charity kept her hand on his chest, and she was very thankful when he laid back down. "I was reading, my now very soggy copy of Frankenstein." she sighed, wondering how she was going to explain this one to the friend she was borrowing the book from. She knew Charity was a witch, but this was too much for even her brain to wrap around completely.
"Yes, I'm not sure what it was. Damn squid." she whispered, biting her lip so hard she thought she might draw blood. She put her watch into her robes, watching him closely. "I could get you to the hospital wing?" she suggested, wondering how to explain that to Pompfrey.