Hela lapsed into silence once more, regarding him out of eyes that were, slightly, less hostile than they had been. The look in them now was... calculated, and she shifted her gaze from Draco to just over his right shoulder, towards Blaise. Draco missed what she said, the question she aimed at Blaise, as he was fighting a rather violent urge not to jolt. He'd felt what was, unmistakably, an invisible shoulder brush against his. Felt the presence of another - Weasley. Well, that was Step 4 successful, then.