She didn't expect the conversation to last much longer even if he chose to remain in the kitchen. As much as they had somehow managed to develop some kind of friendship in the months since he first tracked her down, the former classmates still struggled with being perfectly honest. Hermione knew that to reveal too much could mean her death or worse, her capture. Falling back into her husband's hands wasn't a fate she relished. In order to keep from that torture, she couldn't afford to tell Draco everything. And because she knew that she couldn't trust him implicitly, she knew that he couldn't trust her the same way either. It was a truly fucked up world they lived in.