She'd thought Alice might have taken a chance to flee then, at the end of her far too awkward rambling. But the ginger didn't and Calla's feet felt heavy and glued to the floor. "Mmm, no. Not like this. I've only ever helped set up and then I have to leave. Unless it is this, they don't really let you attend stuff unless you are out." Not that Calla even really wanted to be part of the season, but Alice had never asked what Calla's own plans were. Alice had spent the past year caught up in her own misery that after their fight, Calla had never bothered to tell the Gryffindor about the internship she'd acquired and was due to start in a few days. No, Alice had made her thoughts on her interest and priorities quite straight, even though she'd never bother to see that maybe Calla did have dreams beyond food and a broom. Dreams she'd worked for on her own and put her own sweat blood and tears into. Calla didn't even want to debut.