There were more people coming still and no one shoving antidotes down her throat before she suddenly turned to ash and bones. If they continued along this path things would get chaotic and everyone knows what happens when thing start getting hectic.

There was some amount of relief hearing the Healer would be alerting their parents. If things got really bad her father could drop everything to get here. Obviously he wouldn't be of much help but he'd make her feel better.

Oh? More questions. Lex could play this assistant role, she could because she was doing a better job than the other sickies in this room.

"Not everyone's infected, none of my bestfriends are infected," which kinda sucked you know? "but other people I hang around got infected too." It didn't have a real pattern from what she could see, just people suddenly being infected then slowly going through the motions until they looked like she did. "I reckon I might be one of the first cases because I've been greying since September when everyone else thought it was weird and told me it was stress." DAMN LIAAAARS! Ahem. "At first we figured it was a curse but every revealing spell we've used turns up nothing, not on our stuff and not on us personally so we had to rule that out--OH! There is one thing really weird about all this, while we've been getting older our 70 something year old Professor's been getting younger--I'm talking hop!skip!stepping into class with BLONDE hair and no walking stick. Couldn't concentrate on my lesson because of him."

Would she outright say Botros was stealing their youth for himself? No, but Merlin knew she was thinking it, thinking it LOUD.