Michael winced instinctively at the sound of his name. May others be brave, he for once had found his limits. After spending an evening with Professor Carrow, Michael was fidgety and embarrassingly close to breaking down in tears over the most insignificant triggers.
He took a deep breath and turned, then felt some tension leave his shoulders in relief. "'ey, Ernie." Michael desperately longed to be able to say something more, something significant that showed how mature he handled the situation - but nothing came to mind.