A confined space, with some people that you wouldn't normally or necessarily seek out; that was their existence at the moment. It could be worse though, she knew that. They could be in jail, or forced to do unthinkable things. For the first time in her life Wren considered some level of ignorance to be bliss. She really didn't want to know what was going on outside, not in great detail.
The most she could hope for was that her grandparents had left the country, and were safe, other than that....she'd read enough about the first time around under that insane halfblood to know that it wasn't pretty.
But, being confined, it was only reasonable that someone would break under the stress, she just wouldn't have predicted it be Hugo's sister. And this was out of her experience, there were no books that she could access to tell her how to help, so she'd just kept quiet and waited for a signal from him.
"Sure, it'd be nice to get off my feet for a bit anyway." Neville, it was odd to think of him like that, but he'd given permission for her to address him as such since she wasn't techincally his student at the moment, wouldn't mind. Hugo was right about that.
Nor would he object to her giving Hugo a hug. "We all need a chance to get away now and then, even if it's just to daydream."
"So, I'm flying blind here, do you want to talk about it, or something else, or just..." she hugged him closer...