"Nev." She reached out, squeezing his hand and leaving her own there for a moment as she processed what he'd said. Finally, she shrugged. "He's here, isn't he?" she offered, raising her eyebrows. "He didn't have to come. You obviously didn't make him. At least he's putting forth a bit of effort by coming."
She looked over a Smith, wondering if they needed to have a chat. Not that she would meddle. She hated when people did that. She hadn't talked to him since leaving the Ministry, though, or possibly some time before that....
"It's not stupid to care for someone and want them to care for you. Trust me. I'm married to the densest of men," she added with a little grin.