Alice blanched at Bellatrix's response. She didn't want to talk about it? Could she honestly believe that Alice would accept that as an answer? However, she couldn't summon forth the will to address it at the moment. However, that wouldn't last forever…
"Am I…what?" Alice blinked. "Neville needs a bottle," she murmured weakly. Lovingly, she ran his over head as she stared down at her shoes.