Aboli had not noticed the pacing Bernie. She was simply walking by, making her way to the library, when she heard the portrait. She was willing to wave in passing at Bernie, but the portrait mentioned Bernie looked bad, and so...Aboli noticed it, too.

So she stopped.

"Yeah, Bernie, you okay?" she asked, pressing a hand on Bernie's shoulder. She donned her silver silky gloves today. They were thin and went well with the Slytherin green.