Penny was feeling quite like herself by the time her visitors had filtered out, and Percy entered the room. She was still feeling quite tired and strange, naturally, but she felt alert and happy, and she smiled softly as he sat down next to her bed, curling her fingers into his and watching him with the full understanding of his words. "It's very good to see you," she agreed, before speaking lightly, "Though I suppose there's been times where it's been a better sight."
Madam Pomfrey was bustling around nearby, tending to some of her other patients, but she had stopped hovering so near Penny's bed, at least - perhaps it was the perceived tenderness of her conversation with Percy, but she almost seemed like she was averting herself from snooping around the area, to give them this moment of reunion. Penny was grateful. "How have you been?"