Zinnia certainly hadn't known what to expect but there would have been no way to prepare her for what happened as Mr. Goyle set her wrist. Wincing at the obvious discomfort and sound, her whole body shuddered even as Miss Jennings held her other hand and did what she could to offer comfort. Having clenched her teeth hard to try and stop herself from crying out or truly crying, she now felt her jaw ache somewhat.

She had told herself to breath but found she'd actually been holding her breath through the process. She let it out in a ragged sort of gasp as she offered Mr. Goyle a stiff nod in response to his question. "I-I think so," she managed to get out as she tried to refocus her breathing so that she didn't faint. It took a few deep breaths before the wooziness in her head settled to where she was sure she wouldn't indeed pass out.

"I'd rather not have to do that ever again," she said with wide eyes up to them, though a small smile played at her features as she spoke.

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