Before he could continue with all of the explanations as to why he was certain their son was protected in the walls of Hogwarts, a familiar vibrating on the table next to the bed caught his attention. Releasing his hold on her to answer the mirror, Antonin rolled over to retrieve his communicator. They'd been very careful with how it was used in recent weeks, but it was still the easiest way to speak, especially when it was necessary to do so quickly. Thorfinn didn't even bother to apologize for interrupting their evening.