He knew that she was lying, but ... well, he really didn't know how to react to having a girl crying in front of him again. Roderick nodded just a little tightly, tempted to reach out and touch her arm but restraining himself for the moment.
"If there's anything I can do," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck, "or would you rather I just let you get on with things?" Because Merlin knew that he sometimes buried himself in his work, both inside the Ministry and outside with the Death Eaters, when he was overemotional about things.
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