Seamus gritted his teeth and steeled himself for the conversation it seemed as though they would be having, seeing as the Slytherin was now trailing him down the hallway. He mentally ran through a couple of replies he'd like to make, including taking a split-second to picture his fist pounding into the other boy's jaw, before turning to face Ambrose and muttering, "I thought y'said y'didn't have time t'ask stupid questions." Seamus stood his ground. "There's a difference between choosin' not t'do somethin' and not bein' able. I'd have thought even you'd understand somethin' like that."