"So.  I was one of your chosen," Yaxley said.  "I understand Severus, you’ve known him for years, and Scabior has a... well, history, with his prey.  He’s very good at what he does.  I’m not sure why you chose me."  He was unbuttoning his shirt as he did so, watching her as she knelt on the floor at his feet.  "You may speak."