Melora heard the click, and gave it a moment. When it was obvious he wasn't opening it himself, she turned the knob and opened it. She bit her lower lip when she saw his state, looking more concerned than anything. She didn't laugh or yell or any of the ridiculously immature things one might expect from Melora. Instead, she slipped inside and closed the door behind her.
"Dumbledore's on his way," she told him, moving over to the bed. "I didn't know what to tell him to bring." She knew what must've happened. Gaius had tried to change his gender to get Thomas to like him. It had to be one of the stupidest things he'd ever done. What was he going to do if it had worked? Just live like that the rest of his life? But Melora wasn't about to lecture him or yell at him. This was evidence of how much Gaius had been hurting, and she wasn't about to scold him for letting her see that.
She grabbed one of Gaius' hands and sat down close to him, leaning against his side. Yeah, it was a strange situation, but physical contact always made her feel better when she was upset; hopefully it would help Gaius. "Want me to get a razor so we can get rid of that beard? You look silly with facial hair." She looked up at him, her head on his arm, with a small, wry smile.