Unlike the scene from earlier, Pen was simply on the ground now as a matter of convenience. By the time she had come in, lots of the seats were taken and she'd found herself not altogether bothered with having been seated when she had first been speaking to Autumn and Tony. Now the added delay to get up and go had become somewhat bothersome given that she wanted to leave desperately.

Penelope took Autumn's hand quickly and gratefully. The entire night was traumatizing, but the idea of blaming Autumn at any point hadn't even crossed her mind. While the fight had been startling, Pen valued the reason behind it more. She gave a final timid glance at the professor. "Goodnight, sir." she said politely, meekly. Then she was off to the dorms with Autumn, glad to have at least one friendly face to say goodnight to until Pen was once more trapped by dreams.