Rubbing the back of his neck anxiously, still attempting not to pass out from the pain, Dylan's eyes shot to the Healer's face. Gah, if he wasn't in a world of hurt, he could enjoy looking at her for a moment.

Yes, the older blond woman was a total babe...and the Slytherin was unashamed to admit he had a crush on her.

He couldn't focus on that right now, though. "No, ma'am. I can make it." Standing up with some effort, he started making his way to his assigned bed. It was nearly impossible to move any part of his left side...but Dylan would tough it out to preserve his dignity. He refused to be levitated like a toddler.