"I'm not blaming anything on anyone. I'm saying she doesn't seem bothered about it or she would have been here reporting it and making a big deal out of it," Percy answered calmly. "The only one who seems bothered is you."
Percy put his arms on the desk. "Cass, I know people see me as one of the Weasleys, but I've been pretty single minded all my life. Right now, my concern is the war. Anything else is irrelevant at best. If we catch someone, fine, but if we don't, I'm not going to waste my time crying over it. She's not worried, it's not my problem, life is just fine. She becomes worried, she goes to the Spaniards. Either way, it's not our problem, just like world hunger and Muggle wars aren't our problems."
He sighed. "I don't understand why this is bothering so much... If you want, I might be able to leave before ten tonight, but I can't guarantee it."