Wishing to see his face as he spoke, Hermione turned the lamp on next to the bed. Light filled the room, but he didn't complain. At once she could see the changes that had overtaken him since their ordeal began with the fall of the Dark Lord. He was exhausted in more ways than just physically. She wasn't sure she'd ever seen him looking so tired and drained. There was more silver showing in his hair than she remembered seeing. It was easy to worry about him. Perhaps Kingsley had a point about his blood pressure even if he was attempting to make a joke when he said it.