"Uhh, right. Of course." Hermione then whispered so low that Daphne was barely able to hear it and she was leaning against her, "like I wouldn’t do that." Followed by several grumblings of incoherence that Daphne knew were different languages. Hermione sheathed her sword and gently directed Daphne away from the crowd that was forming. Out of nowhere, she conjured a chair and directed Daphne to sit. "Take it easy, I can tell you're exhausted."