She couldn't ignore the wisdom in his words. Operating at anything less than full power wasn't doing them any favors. And she really couldn't bear the feel of her bloody robes another moment once he pointed them out. Blood didn't usually bother her. It was a hazard of her career after all, but knowing that she was sitting in clothes stained with her husband's blood was a little much. Taking his advice whether she wanted to or not, Hermione couldn't deny that he was right again. Especially not when she slipped underneath the covers of his eldest daughter's bed to fall asleep within moments.