After Cookie had sent her patronus, Dylan was still in a state of...severe apprehension. The Slytherin wanted out of the room...and away from these people. He was done with nonsense...Seriously, the ghosts had drug them here for a stupid reason...when in the end, the Headmistress was getting involved, anyway.

While he waited for the woman to arrive, Dylan remained sitting, glowering at everyone in a murderous fashion. At least Skylar was with him on this one. There was a reason he respected the Gryffindor Captain. She had COMMON SENSE and wanted to LIVE, obviously.

Like him.

Once the Headmistress had stepped into the room, it seemed like everyone was jumping to give their version of events...but Dylan just observed quietly. He didn't have anything positive to say right now...So, it was probably best if just keep his mouth shut...

No need to offend anyone, the Slytherin was convinced...Not in front of the Headmistress, anyway. Perhaps afterward...

...And then Skylar was suggesting Myrtle's bathroom. Pfft, a GIRL'S loo? Yes, why not?...because that would be so much better than this GHOST room.

No, really. Sarcasm aside. It would be.

Rubbing his face, Dylan made for the exit, making it a point to steer clear of the levitated brooch. That thing was NOT touching him...