Even though he visibly flinched when she opened the hateful volume to the pages describing the spell, he didn't move away or demand that she stop. Deep down he knew that she was right. As much as she hated to bring him even more stress, she needed him to know because there was something very important that she needed him to promise her, something that she would trust no one else in the world to do. When the explanation of what the spell was designed to do and the ritual required to bring it into fruition was completed, Antonin's pallor was concerning. Hermione leaned across the table to kiss him, hoping that it would distract him enough that he would actually listen to what she had to ask him.