He was pleased to see no sign of recognition on Nott's face, though there was a chance he just had a very good poker face. Merlin knew Slytherins excelled at that sort of thing. "Ribs and fingernails have been giving me the most trouble."
Ron held himself as still as possible as Nott performed his examination, not wanting to be caught off guard. So far, at least, this was going as well as he could have hoped, but a part of him was still on edge being under the care of the son of a Death Eater of uncertain allegiance.