"Precisely."

It was a sorry truth, but it could not be denied for all that it was unhappy.

She does not smile to Hermione, not quite, just a flicker of something at the corner of her mouth and a respectful nod as she takes a step backwards and turns, hands clasped behind her back as she moves to the stairs. Hermione has given her much to think about, though it was not as if she had been lacking before.