"Not really, no," George shrugged, looking back over to Cho. "Maybe you should try a dreamless sleep potion if you're having trouble? They knock you out pretty quick. We're aces with potions so if you want, we can help."
He could see the signs of exhaustion on Cho's face and it made him frown. Then again, he could probably figure it out, and he was guilty of the same self-inflicted sleep deprivation.
"I've been all right," he said, trademark grin returning to his face. "'Lisha's back, which is brilliant." It made him a bit grumbly that his son had been sent home, but he wasn't thinking about that. "Reckon we could all do without our newest village idiot, though, eh?" Always making light of things, he was.