The cabins had not been the most awful experience, but Al acknowledged he lucked out with his companions. The only thing that really bugged him? The lack of personal space, but that bothered him pretty much anytime he couldn't easily escape into his own little world. "Welllll." He pretended to consider. "I did briefly consider streaking around here, but figured I might scar a few people so best to keep my clothing on. I am not Louis!" He chuckled, shaking his head when he thought about his cousin, who was now older than him by a few good years. "I've been trying to be there for my mates" he said on a more serious note. "Everyone seems to be going through something lately." The unstable magic, the new arrivals, the disappearances...it was hard to keep up with, but Al wanted to be the best friend he could. "So everything with Barty Crouch is sorted? Er, well, not as terrible at least?"