She was surprisingly efficient for someone who'd been crying over a body a few moments before that. He tried to think of exactly how this could have happened - how Caradoc could have gotten himself caught. There were a hundred ways, of course, but he didn't want to think about any of them.
He was startled out of his thoughts by the girl passing him over a piece of parchment -- he glanced down at it and blinked. Oddly enough, his first thought was of Emmeline as well. She probably wouldn't appreciate having him tell her that Caradoc wasn't dead (even if he'd oblivated her) and then having to come in and identify the body. That just seemed cruel.
"..yes, I do," he muttered quietly, scribbling down his messy signature (his writing was like Erin's, oddly enough, so perhaps not all that messy) before passing the paper back to the girl.
"...are you going to be all right?" After all, even if Caradoc had been his nephew, they hadn't been all that close. Being close to people while you were a Death Eater was frowned upon, so he tried to avoid it when he could -- with the exception of Aland, apparently.
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