Hermione straightened her back. Something about Tom put her on edge but at ease at the same time. That combination, she knew, was dangerous so it was better to keep her guard up than let it slip even a fraction. She schooled her features into neutrality and whistled for Illyria to come back. At least then, on the odd chance that Tom did attack, Illyria's presence would make him - at least - rethink that plan. "Was there a question in that statement?"