It seemed, finally, that she was going to get the full, honest truth about whatever it was that had happened last year so she she waited him out, for once without interrupting, while he spelled out exactly what it was that had been going on in that dumb boy brain of his for the last year. What she gathered out of it was probably more than he intended for her to really know, but Merlin it was such a relief to hear what she'd actually done to make him so awkward!

The frustrated tears continued to fall quietly and she kept mopping them up with the only thing she had on her- the handkerchief that had come with the bracelet yesterday. But she watched him the whole time- the color rising in his cheeks, the fact that he wouldn't look at her, the way he rushed through parts. It was oddly kind of sweet, as was the notion that he was upset about not spending time with her, but all of this because she hadn't wanted to take Divination? The second-most ridiculous class aside from History of Magic. Really?

Taking a deep breath, she wiped the remnants of the tears away, trying to think of how best to say something when she knew was that really so hard?" was not going to do either of them any good. "Thank you for telling me," She managed, picking at the edge of the handkerchief idly, thankful for something in her hands to fidget with. "I don't hate you, I don't think I could ever hate you and I believe you." She didn't always like the way he made her feel, but that was her problem to deal with. "Why didn't you just tell me all of this sooner? We lost a whole year, Cam, because I didn't want to take Divination." School year, and this summer had pretty much made up for it, but still, he had to see how ridiculous it was now, all blown out of proportion.

"I'm sorry about the howler," She admitted, still toying with the handkerchief.