"You may be right about that, but that makes it no less true." Things are still being settled with the Manor, there are still nights where Draco wakes in a cold sweat from nightmares or Lucius hurls a curse into the corner of the bedroom. He's started sleeping downstairs after nearly taking off her head when she'd gotten up to get water.

She shakes her head. "We ought not to talk about something that doesn't matter much here." And something that might remind him unpleasantly that he isn't going home.