Her stomach began to twist in knots. There was always a danger in the lifestyle others like her had chosen. They all were aware that each time they stepped outside the safety of their homes to fulfill the orders they were given by their master might be the very last time. While she wouldn't go so far as to discount all of their crimes against humanity and wizardkind by calling any of them "good people', there were a number of Death Eaters that she cared deeply about. Some she would even admit to loving.