"I didn't mean to frighten you," he promised. "I didn't realize how bad the injury was until a few days after I woke up. The ribs healed fast enough, but this neck thing..." he sighed deeply. Obviously, he'd frightened her enough that she'd bothered to get into the family-only ward. He pursed his lips, but forced himself not to bring it up.
He watched her carefully, his soft brown eyes betraying nothing, though he absorbed the way she talked more than she needed to about the letter in question. He had always assumed that Bethany knew exactly what to say, and when to say it. Now, it was almost as if she'd let herself get a little flustered, and he couldn't help but wonder why... and the fact that she'd essentially admitted to listening to his games hadn't gone unnoticed. Then again, perhaps she listened to all of the games. Her brother was a pro player, after all. That wouldn't be uncommon.
"Yes, well," he smiled gently at her, a little uneasy that she brought up Barry's idea of him having an evil plan. "It's just that it has been a particularly bad season all around in terms of injuries." If she really did listen to the games, she would know. "I've been to the hospital twice this season, and the season is barely a third over. That's quite a lot. And a lot of players have been in the hospital just as much, or more than myself. It's time for them to change the way things are run. Players shouldn't be putting their lives on the line to play Quidditch."
It was something he felt passionate about. It angered him that many players accepted the rate of injury as 'part of the sport,' and angered him even more that spectators seemed to accept it willingly. More than that, it infuriated him that no one had tried to do something about it before. "Quidditch is quickly becoming about poaching players just as much as it is about strategy. If you take out a team's Keeper, and they're not allowed to put in a reserve, your team has a distinct advantage when it comes to scoring points. If you take out their seeker, you guarantee your team 150 points. It's absurd to me that no one has considered the effects that this has on how people play the game. Sure, with any sport there is going to be injuries, but..." He shook his head, dark curls brushing softly around his eyes. Sean looked down at her hands, realizing just how pretty they were, and let his thoughts trail off.