The fifth year was still catching her breath when Isla came near. The younger Slytherin had a shake of the head from Aboli. "No..I...I don't know what Professor...Rainwater wants to do with them. There's others...in the Greenhouses...trying to gather up stuff..." She wanted to go back but as she thought more about it, it seemed ill advised. The storm was coming in FAST. "But...thanks for asking..."

OKAY DEEP BREATHS. She flopped to the floor, finally feeling less qldhqiwudhweuifhefiuer from running with a wheelbarrow full of plants at lightspeed. "Did...did everyone make it back from the Gates yet?" her mind was on her brother. She wondered if Isla even knew her brother...he was a first year Slytherin after all. "Did all the Slytherins make it in? What about everyone who ran to the Creature Sanctuary?" she didn't see many others milling about in here...and it made her worry.