Inessa's expression softens at that, and Garahel nuzzles gently. "For now, yes. We'll see what the future holds. I can make no guarantees, only promise that I will remain alert to any means by which you may be returned." Or at the very least, allowing for Hermione to send word. She can't help but think back to her Circle days and how she would have preferred some correspondence. Then again, at least her parents knew where she had been taken and why. Hermione's had no such reassurances.