Fabian was unhappy. He'd been here for a bit now, avoiding looking at the bloody scene of someone who was supposed to be his friend. Idiot he was, getting into a fight with a Death Eater. Fabian was sure it wouldn't have happened on his watch. Least-ways, not like this. Not leaving Dorcas homeless. Not leaving anyone this hurt. He was sitting on the couch, watching James rush in through the door, Alice and Moody busy with the wards... but here, he felt a bit useless. Gideon was out of the country. And Fabian was useless in crisis. It wasn't that he lost his head or anything. He just didn't know what to say. He was bad at comforting people. So unlike Dorcas, he was rather eager for this meeting to start. To at least have something to do.
But Dorcas... Fabian spotted her, still sitting near Sirius. Fabian frowned and pulled the vial of potion he'd bought before coming here. He'd hoped he wouldn't have to give it to anyone. He didn't need it, after all. It had been one of those just in case sort of purchases. Draught of Peace. But Fabian watched her for another moment before pushing himself off the couch and over to her.
"Come on, Dorcas," he said, uncharacteristically soft. "You're going to hurt yourself. I've got a potion for you." He held his hand down to her, a clear off of help.