"Harry," Marvolo says quietly but firmly, the commanding tone he knows will gain his consort’s full attention. It does, those bright eyes focusing on him from across the room. "You clearly don’t trust me. Given what you’ve just done without asking, without even considering my view on the timing and event despite the drastic change it will cause in our lives, I don’t feel like I can trust you. This potion will, at least, get an honest answer out of you about the only question that matters to me so, from there, we can go forward. You will take it.