There was definitely a 'this week' hanging in the air, not that she was going to actually come out and admit it. If she felt like she was becoming a waif and about to keel over, then she would do something about it. It wasn't like she was dumb enough to really starve herself. It was a wonder that the House Elves hadn't formed a protest and went on strike all together. She would have supported that actually. No matter though, she was good at her job and she did it better than most of the other people in her department. In fact she would say that she was the top in her department. Humility? Nah.
"Yes, those that need somewhere to go after they are liberated. They need housing, and a way to live and all sorts of things they don't have. Someone has to help them find themselves." And it might as well be her. "That's half the problem. I don't exactly.. have a place to take them yet. And they won't listen until I do." She would have to keep looking though, she wasn't going to give up.
Getting up and then going to sit at the table, Hermione poured herself another glass of wine. "A lot of people just don't want them on their land if they're not going to be doing their job, so to speak. It's ridiculous."