Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his shoulders drop from where they had crept up near his ears, and his hand, which had been inching toward his wand, relaxed. His relief gave her the courage to clear her throat and try again. "I've been having nightmares," she explained. "I had them a lot during the war, of course, but they'd gotten better until I came here. Sometimes I dream of things that happened, and sometimes my imagination is even worse, but every single night I've woken up sweating and shaking and I have to go through about half an hour of muggle meditation techniques to calm down."