Gaius followed the gaze of the others, which was back on the figures he thought he'd noticed earlier, feeling a bit like someone at a Quidditch match trying to keep up with the ever-changing focus. "I wish you had the broom, too," he muttered, eyes narrowing as he had that hair-standing-up feeling again. "I don't know, Liebling, suddenly I have a bad feeling about all of this, and I'm not quite certain why."