Bellatrix was at her side the whole way through, her hand a constant sort of comfort and steadfastness that grounded her to this reality. Their bodies brushed up against one another as they moved, sparks of lightning jumping between their skin and clothes to light up the prevailing darkness. Their Consort Bond was fresh and still only just settling in, their magic creeping outwards to bring them protection and togetherness, their minds alight with sights seen from two sets of eyes.