They were chatting about a recent patient Theo had treated when she noticed that Malfoy’s pulse was rising steadily like he was exercising. When his heart rate remained elevated for the next several minutes, she could at least be certain that he was engaging in some sort of stressful activity. He probably was no longer sneaking around in dark abandoned hallways and much more actively in the direct line of danger. She’d seen the man duel enough now that she knew how competent he was, but that didn’t stop her own heart rate from elevating from the nervous energy she got watching his monitoring charm. Glancing down at his own arm, Theo nudged her with his elbow. 