"He, he's a..." Billy seems dumbfounded for a few moments, before realization starts to dawn.
"OH," he says, as he stops bouncing on the balls of his feet.
"Oh," he says letting his shoulders slack.
"oh." He says becoming completely still,"yes that would make more sense defiantly make more sense"
"Holy Ghosts sir, I am so sorry." Billy says, rushing over to the professor and helping him to his feet. He begins brushing the dust off of his shirt. "Really, words can not express how sorry I am, I thought you were an enemy agent sent to silence us, though in retrospect that makes no sense at all does it, I apologize, for this and for Mr. Ashgrove, I was the one who told him to blow things up, did I mention how sorry I am? Regardless, there is something you simply must see right away. We've found something about the spiders.
Hey son, wanna' learn how ta' make witch balls?