Gerard felt a little better as Mr. Keene did not seem to be too miffed by the sticky pink substance. Gerard couldn't even tell what it was, though hopefully it wasn't a bodily fluid of any sort. More like it was melted chewing gum, made oddly pink. The smell was quite pleasant, though. Perhaps a soap spell experiment gone wrong. "Scourgify" he said, cleaning up most of it. He grimaced as he looked at Mr. Keene's pants.

Keeping his eyes on messes could be hard, especially when there was pressing things to do at the same time. Having the boss slip up while he was supposed to be cleaning was especially awful, as he greatly valued both of his jobs. It made him wonder, when Mr. Keene said things about being in the wards, if he would ever be able to be anything better than what he was right now. He wanted to try baking, that was true, but it wouldn't do much for him, since he was only 20.

"Are you quite sure you're alright, sir? I would not want anyone to be injured in their own hospital." as well, he didn't know the qualities of the substance, if it was dangerous or toxic in anyway or merely sticky and slippery, just a danger by falling. Maybe he should have kept some if he wanted to learn more about the properties of it.