"Right, of course." She turned quickly to cough into her sleeve once more.
Yes, the very picture of a well trained Auror. Well, nevermind that. She wasn't sick and she was perfectly capable of doing this. It was just a matter of apparating to Wales and bringing the two women back to the clinic. She genuinely hoped that the women, despite everything that had happened, weren't horridly off. Not that any of the Lestranges had ever been known for their restraint.
"I'll try to be quick," she promised, tugging on her sleeve and then reaching around to hurriedly grab her cloak. She shrugged it on. "I'm so sorry. It's horrible, I know, and I... well, I'm sorry."