Lancelot, for his part, completely ignored Valmae's huffing. He wasn't going to let her get away with not going to St. Mungo's to get checked out by a Healer (or with kicking a few more detainees, either, because as he'd said he'd really prefer not to have to arrest her today on top of everything else).
"Come on, then," he told her, his arm around her waist as he led her from the room. "We're gonna go outside, and then I'm gonna Side-Along yeh to St. Mungo's, and if the nice Healers say you can go home, we're gonna get yehr dog and the two of yeh are gonna stay with me till yehr place is back in order."