The Muggle was too trusting. With her back to the stranger, she moved around as if it was every single day that she found an intruder in her personal property. She didn't speak to Hermione again until the tea was ready. As she filled each of their cups at the table, her eyes flicked up more than once to get a good look at her visitor. She sat down, picked up her cup, and asked the most obvious question that should've been asked a long time before that moment.