Ron let his eyes linger on the stick he'd thrown for a few moments longer, his mouth hardening a little. "Yeah. You're probably right. Seems like it was really something." And while that didn't seem to lead to anything good these days, he found he almost didn't mind. "I hope it is - I hope it tells us something, I mean. Not like last time we headed off to find something ended up that well, but - it's better than sitting here til spring." He rested his hand in his chin, and glanced over at her. "Even if it is safe. For now."