Andrews kept her eye on him and Cutty took that as a good sign that she hadn't lost interest. He hadn't noticed when she jumped at his yelp upon being bitten as he was himself too busy examining the wound. When he looked up though her legs and feet were curled up under her seat like she was afraid of the hot lava ground. Perhaps the spiders, though. Brook hadn't been there when Gregoire had shuffled off this mortal coil, but then the lot of them hadn't and it still affected them nonetheless. Even he started to think of it, in his fear induced mind. A sea of little acromantulas was probably coasting along in a thin sheet of spider bodies beneath them right now. They'd get bigger and then eventually devour everyone before he had the chance to see his first real cat fight! A goal that was amazing considering the tenants in Cutty's apartment complex.

Cutty looked up in time to see Ethan clutching his wand and it excited him. Was Ethan going to cast on him? Oh no! Ethan was definitely backing out. Cutty's heart lept in a sea of fear for what he'd do without the struggle to survive that his own paranoid mind had made him think was well on its way. But then Ethan spoke and Cutty pulled down his trouser leg as he realized what his cousin was saying. Ethan was definitely backing out! Cutty's heart lept in a sea of fear for what he'd do without the struggle to survive that his own paranoid mind had made him think was well on its way.

These dizzying thoughts began to combine with the possibility that Professor Dakest would soon show them the bogarts, or what Cutty thought would more or less be a closet full of spiders as most everyone was still traumatized. His insecurity, paranoia, excitement, disappointment and most of all FEAR collided with a wall of overdosed potion and soon the 16th year old's hand was over his mouth and he was speeding out of the common room.