He nodded stoically in her direction, his long fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk. The light reflected off his ring with each flick of his finger. While up to this point Hermione had heard hushed conversations and insinuations, this had been the first time she outwardly heard Draco issue a death sentence. His body was calm and relaxed, but she imagined his mind was swirling with questions. So much so that he felt the need to get some sort of confirmation from her.