Oliver was quiet until they were safely out in the hall, Pomfrey hadn't seen them... he was free. He let out a little breath, "look... when we get to my room, I might need you to stick around. I don't think I can live with anymore so... I just wanted to say goodbye properly... and then... you can just... take me to the pitch or whatever. I can sleep out there." He had done when the quarantine first started.