There wasn't even a hint of fear in her voice to her delight. She was able to keep her tone steady and add a bit of the flirtation that used to get her into a lot of trouble. It felt strange to no longer feel as confident as she once did around the wretched men in the ranks of the Death Eaters. Albert was a late recruit, but still not one to ignore. Too much time had come and gone since she last played the game. And without the crutch of her potions, she lacked the confidence she once possessed in abundance.