Even though it was nearly nine, the back garden was light enough that she was able to make out some movement amongst the hedges. Thinking at first that it was just another bird, she didn't pay it much mind until it happened again. Was Rodolphus returning for another visit? It would be foolish to do so with Antonin home. Thanks to the overactive imagination she'd developed over the years due to constant vigilance and paranoia, she thought it was also possible that there was someone who meant her family harm waiting just past her husband's vegetable garden. Considering they were very likely on the verge of another war, that wasn't an idle threat. She gently grasped her husband's forearm, encouraging him without words to stop the scrubbing of the plate in his hands.