Despite the fact that Joao had completely healed his arm, Louisa couldn't help but walking in front of him to clear the way in case anybody bumped into him. Healing by magic was never so believable for her, she hadn't encountered any injury that was cured by a wave of a wand. Her unconscious cat died because of a wand not healed, and that might've added to her distrust to magic when it came to healing.

However, they couldn't avoid the crowd near the food trolley-- not when he insisted on coming along, and Louisa didn't want him to feel annoyed or mad at her. Not that soon. "Careful, there," she said pushing past someone and looking at Joao's healed arm. "You really could've waited for me at the compartment." Her eyes moved to look into his, worried.