"Let’s play a game muddy." She swings at Bellatrix when she’s distracted and is slammed back down into the floor. "No manners!" She hopes she’d grow used to the pain but everytime Bellatrix casts another cruciatus it tears through her just the same. "Rude insolent pests. All of you! The red headed coward won’t stop yelling. He acts like a hero but he isn’t. I opened the door and told him to go ahead and save you. He chose himself." She singsongs the last bit, sure to dig the knife into her side deeper.