"I've seen people. Visiting." He was sorry that their schoolmates were shut away from everyone else. From their friends. Ioan half-wished he was in there with them. Bole likely wouldn't come for him, then. But of course that also meant leaving his friends exposed. They already were, in truth, since Ioan couldn't even fight back to protect himself. He wanted to tell them, to warn them about the deadly threat walking the grounds. His only hope was that they were all smart enough to realize it was someone and not some thing that had attacked him. Anthony sure seemed to; looking through his journal earlier left ample proof. Ioan was nervous about leaving the hospital wing, though he wasn't sure when he would be allowed to. He didn't want people looking at him or hating him because he couldn't tell. They'd have to live with the lie he fed them all.
"You should go see him. I'll be here. When you're done." He wasn't feeling terribly social. Cared a lot about Meg, just couldn't manage an actual conversation yet.