No, she wasn't worried that he was planning her demise, but a nagging thought in the back of her mind didn't allow her to rest as easy as perhaps she should have been. Where was he? Her worries transferred from his motivations for allowing her refuge in his home to why he had been gone so long. Though she wouldn't come right out and admit so, even just to herself, she was worried about the tracker. His position within the ranks of the Death Eaters came with its own set of hazards. Mixing in the fact that he was playing both sides, he was in perpetual danger.