Hermione takes a deep breath, not really sure that she can go on with it. But Mia isn't rushing her, so as long as she can take this in her own time, she should be all right. Theoretically.

"I... finally saw what happens to someone when they get possessed. I saw it a while ago, I suppose, but we'd been able to help him. This one... he was killed before anyone thought to raise a hand to help. And he'd been a child. A little boy, no older than... seven? Eight?"

While that's certainly what bothers her on a visceral level, there's another layer to it, and she shivers a little before anxiously continuing. "If the Inquisition can do that to someone so young, to someone who'd been ripped away from his family and who'd granted a demon access to his body without being old enough to properly think through the consequences-... if they could kill him the moment he proves he isn't human without trying to contain him or help him despite the fact that they can... what would they do to me? A mage from another world, with magic that most here have never seen. If I get too angry and get taken over by Rage, or too scared and succumb to Fear, or too anything and make a single misstep, how much time would I have before the people that I'd thought had been my friends turn against me for the greater good?"