Perhaps he should have felt grateful that someone came to his assistance, but all Everett felt was embarrassment that someone had seen his undignified fall. At least the stranger seemed concerned rather than amused, as if that helped his wounded pride any. Still, he accepted the hand held out, grasping it with his own and slowly climbing to his feet, ignoring the pounding pain in his head.

"I'm quite fine, thank you." He was quick to reply, forcing his lips into a thin smile. The last thing he wanted was to visit the hospital. He'd never voluntarily set a foot inside the Hogsmeade Hospital and he had no plans to do so now. "I appreciate your concern, bu-".

Whatever he'd been about to say was interrupted as he let out a low pained hiss as he tried to put weight on his right leg. Pressing his lips tightly together he took a deep breath through his nose and tried to ignore the pain as he straightened up so he could at least be afforded the dignity of standing on his own two feet. As soon as he did so the leg buckled underneath him, unable to bear his weight.