[Most of the people Hermione's met have been extraordinarily accepting of rifters, but a rifter who can do magic always seems to strike then as significantly more dangerous. She can understand, given the stigma even local mages have to face, but that doesn't necessarily make it any easier to deal with.]

That's not always easy. I agree with you, but Heaven knows it isn't always easy.

[Her words come out in a small whisper, and she eventually glances back at Bruce again, looking him over.]

Please, don't let me keep you from whatever you came up here to do. I'll be all right.

[Bit of an overstatement, that, but she'll at least be able to slink away silently and brood elsewhere, if Bruce needs the space to himself to do his work.]