Hermione didn't want to have the conversation about her husband. Not when she was still so worried about the mess that she left behind. She'd hoped that following the physical struggle she had with Tiberius that some clues might be left behind indicating that she'd not been a willing participant. When she considered the fact that her wand had been broken in two and perhaps the pieces were found in the aftermath, she shook her head and groaned. Rodolphus wasn't stupid nor was he careless enough to not sweep the area while she was unconscious for anything that might indicate she wasn't the one who committed murder. He'd been planning to use Lizzie to his advantage for months. The man was disgusting. She was glad that the Jordans only moved to the Resistance's village in February. What sort of havoc could he have created if he'd had access to young Lizzie for years? As it was, mere months was bad enough.