Just as she thought she'd missed him, the next thing Elsie knew, she was nearly knocked off her feet by the impact of Tyb colliding with her. More relieved than she could possibly articulate, Elsie clung to him, fingers tightly curled into the front of his shirt like a lifeline.

Nodding against his chest, Elsie tried to find words to answer his question. She was unharmed, but panicked beyond anything she had ever felt before. "Everything stopped, the match, everyone around us, then it was chaos," The words she did manage came out in choked sobs, barely distinguishable as coherent thoughts. "It sounded really bad and lots of people panicked, we started to leave but I got separated and I couldn't find anyone and I couldn't apparate," Her body still shook from both the anxiety and the tears. The bludger had gone into the boxes not too far from where they'd been sitting today and very close to where they'd been last time.

"I'm so thankful you're here and not playing." That was what it all boiled down to. Merlin she couldn't do this anymore, no more quidditch. She wrapped her arms all the way around him and held on tight. "I can't be here anymore." Everything was really hitting her hard now and she was not going to last much longer without succumbing to the panic attack entirely.