When she felt the heat of his body at her side, close enough without actually touching her except for his hand on hers, she sighed, closing that gap and leaning against him, resting her temple against his shoulder. "I know," she murmured back. It was still terrifying to think of what might have happened if she hadn't made it to the loo and texted him. Her mind shied away from it, not willing to even consider it in anything more than the abstract.
"You should contact them now," she urged, shifting slightly. "Help me to the loo? I'll be okay there while you do." She still couldn't see yet, but she had to pee bad, and she knew that the longer it took to get the Aurors on it, the more likely any evidence might be tampered with. And if someone really had spiked her drinks with something... well, it needed to be found out who so they could be dealt with.