His eyes landed on Cedric’s prone body. He stamped down the impending panic attack he could feel building - no! Now wasn’t the time. He could deal with that later, he needed to be practical now, not feeling. He tried to draw on his training as an Auror, taking deep steadying breaths in through his nose, and releasing them out slowly while he worked to reinforce his occlumency shields - creating a mental room to push all of his feelings into, and shutting the door tightly behind them. It was something he hadn’t had to do in a long time, but the skill returned to him easily.