She knew he hated talking about his pain so she went back to bed and pretended to be asleep. When he finally came back to bed, she felt his body slowly relax as he drifted off to sleep. But she was wide awake now. Already thinking about possible potions. Obviously, it was the runes so perhaps some herbs from Egypt where most of the runes originated? As the sun rose, she made the decision to slowly start her own research because he would obviously disapprove. Every time she pressed the matter, he told her Snape knew what to do. Normally she’d agree. He was the potion master, after all. But she was certain there was more to be done.