Realizing he said too much and was in danger of mortifying the poor girl, he cleared his throat loudly and moved to the end of the bar to wipe up a non-existent spill. Hermione tucked into the delicious smelling meal. Truthfully, he wasn't wrong. It had been a couple of days since she was certain she'd had a proper meal. Money was so scarce that she tried to use it as little as possible. Proper nutrition often fell to the wayside when one was on the run from evil wizards who wanted to drag her back into her cage.