"I haven't been to the beach in years," she murmured, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders as she thought about laying on the beach in a bikini. Some sun might do her a world of good and it was just the right time to go. She would definitely have to consider that opinion as well, but a glamour would have to be in place and she would have to restrain herself from killing any Muggles.
"Since your role was so well guarded, I think you are more safe than the rest of us," she replied. "Only the elite of the Death Eaters knew what you were doing for the Dark Lord. And I doubt they would remember to bring your name up if they were caught. Your father's name would be the first one I would mention if I were in their shoes right now and had to give names. Then again, I would rather die than betray my comrades. So it's just as well I'm still on the run."