“A brother is going to get a little upset if you keep confusing him with any other quidditch keeper that walks himself in here.” Cor winked at his brother, and pushed his hair out of his face. It hurt him to see how beat up he was, but at least Oliver seemed to be handling him ok. Cormac didn’t really know how to handle these things.
“Hey, take a breath, alright, but keep telling me things.” Cormac was worried, he paced the short distance from Simon’s bed to the doorway then back again. He was worried, he considered going to fetch a healer, but he wasn’t sure what to do in this situation.
“Alright Go Fish.” Cor nodded and he picked up the cards again. He stopped for a moment when Simon said Oliver was cute. “Alright, but i mean, have you seen him? That explosion must have knocked your head around more than we thought.”