The air left his lungs in a rush upon seeing the dead look in her eyes. He had to shake himself a bit to get rid the feelings she was evoking inside his soul through the bond. Swallowing thickly, he spoke to her in an even tone so as not to further upset the witch. "Pull yourself together, Hermione. Blaise is gone, but there is much work to be done now." When she merely shook her head at him, the tears continuing to fall, a fraction of fury broke free. Narrowing his eyes, he took hold of her shoulders and shook. "I will not play games with you," he hissed. "Your friend is dead because of your foolishness, and now we have an ultimatum upon us to deal with! Hela will not take no for an answer!"