He saved them both - she imagined he was probably the more wary of the public eye of the two of them, but it was a welcome relief nonetheless - by making the executive decision to move on. She rose, dropping her napkin on her plate, and followed. She kept her head raised and her gaze level, hoping that it just looked like two professors who had decided to turn in early. Of course it did not look so innocent, though. Word had spread, they had rowed in the corridors. Declan and Dom could not be discrete if they put bags over their heads. They were items of interest.
They walked in relative silence, the sounds of her lifted boots against the stone, fabric swishing with movement, the general roar of the students fading in the background.
She released his hand as soon as they entered the kitchen, but she almost wished she still had it in her hand. But touch was forbidden, now, because it was what had gotten him so worked up before, and she was not going to be the one to cross that boundary again... not after the accusations he had levied against her.
He set up two stools for them and she sat, sighing as she did so. Elves immediately surrounded her and she asked for some chips, deciding she wasn't very hungry anymore. Their brows furrowed but they went about preparing some chips, and a particularly squeaky elf offered up a mug of Butterbeer, which she immediately took, taking a deep drink - that was one way to lighten the soul, certainly.
Finally, they were sitting, facing each other, and he spoke. She kept her gaze level on him, holding eye contact, trying not to feel with her face. She just needed to take this all in, think before she spoke, before she acted. And, really, she was hearing all good things. Really - in essence. But it began winding down to the meat of their problem and she knew she wasn't going to be able to brush everything away when there was still a major misunderstanding.
"I didn't mean to treat it like it was nothing," she said, looking apologetic. "But, I mean, it's not like it was something, you know? Do you know what happens when you wake up the morning after sleeping with a friend and treat them like it was something, like it was something really important? You lose friends. Sometimes sex is just sex. But that doesn't mean we're not friends."