Again, Hermione isn't exactly about to stray too far from her group, though at least their journey has made it so she's a little more comfortable even with those she hasn't known as long. So regardless of who ends up walking besides her, she doesn't hesitate to grab at their arm, tugging them to a stop.

"Shh," she breathes out, straining her ears. Whether the others stopped with her or kept walking up in front, she can hear it a little more clearly; they're not alone on the road, and given the foreboding red lyrium not too far from them, she's not going to assume that's necessarily a good thing.