"Water, if you don't mind." Now that he'd mentioned it, her throat felt a bit raw from it all, though it wasn't as if she'd been screaming.
"So, no portkey. No flooing, obviously. I can aparate, but that's undependable in a situation like that," she said, trying to relax her tense muscles as much a possible. She slouched in the chair a bit to help. "Maybe I can work with someone... there's got to be something. Or I can just accept the fact that this is a possibility."