Oliver rested his head on hers and ran his hand lightly over her back in what he hoped was a soothing gesture. "I wish that too, but I told you Gwen would go crazy. She's unpredictable and prone to taking everything the wrong way. And that's when it has to do with Quidditch, and not her personal life. Not that I think she's fully capable of separating the two," Oliver said with a small, bitter laugh. He shook his head and pulled her close again. Talking badly about Gwen wouldn't really make things any better, of course, though there was some comfort in knowing that most people agreed she'd acted like a child. A dangerous, crazy child really good at hexes.
"So, what can we do to feel better, huh? And don't say sex, because I don't want to associate sex with Gwenog Jones right now, even if the association is because we're both mad at her."