Daphne remained quiet for the longest time, her pale hazel eyes studying him. She was never a big fan of the unforgivable curses, she greatly appreciated Moody-Barty Crouch Jr teaching them to her class. But she was not a big fan of them herself. Crossing on leg over the other, she leaned forward to rest her elbows on her knees and press her chin into the palm of her hand.
Finally, she spoke, "What was it like harnessing that sort of power? Knowing that you and only you can either let them live or let them die, what was that like?" Just the thought left Daphne a little breathless. She's always wanted that sort of power, but she didn't want it the way the Death Eaters did.