"I'll be fine," she told him automatically, having said the same to Harry and Ron more times than she could count over the years. Hermione doubted sleep would come, or that it would be particularly restful sleep if she could manage it. If she hadn't already been haunted by the number of people that had to callously die just so they could take the Keep, then Kirk had given her a lot to think about. She didn't know whether to blame him or thank him.

If nothing else, Kirk seemed a little better for their talk, and so she managed to offer him up a small smile as she waved up at him. "Have a good night, Kirk," she told him softly. "Sleep well."