Keeley was still laughing as the lesson ended. Dang, that spell was strong! Her head still hurt horribly, and she hoped that the golf-ball sized bump was obvious as Tibi asked if people needed help. Although they hadn't really met, everyone knew him. Tiny Tibi was a common thing to hear. She could really go herself, but she was rather dizzy and light-headed, and leaving would be a problem when you're on the ground laughing. She looked up at him, unable to voice her dilemna, but hoping the point would be made.