"Send up a flare spell if you want reinforcements."

Mkichaa looked over to Jez and gave her a small nod in reply. She cast her eyes around the Great Hall, remembering the times both good and bad (more good though) she spent here over the years, growing up here. Feeling a touch of water on her cheek, she brushed a gloved finger to wipe it off, thinking it was coming from somewhere in the halll, the air or something. It was obvious though that it was a tear and she shook her head to clear her head of her welling emotions and get a hold of herself. Crying infront of these people like a baby would NOT do!

"Thank you."

she replied to Jez curtly but with definite gratitude. With a combined drive to find what remained of her former home as well as not wanting to get touchy-feely, she headed out for the dungeons and Slytherin common room.