Hermione did what she did best, and answered thoughtfully. "I thought I would be. Repulsed, I mean. But you left me alone, and I thought that was kind—as kind as you could be, given the situation." She worried at her lower lip for a moment, and then continued. "And then I saw you that night, drinking firewhiskey, and you were different. You were...tired. Human. I’d never seen you like that before. And you were gentle with me when I was injured. I liked that." 