It was a few minutes before Parvati registered the voice at the door. It was a few more before she flicked her wand to open it. Because what was the point of getting up? There was none. No point. The point was lost among other things. She tried to come up with something witty to say in response, but everything just fell flat.
Slowly, she turned toward the door, feeling entirely unlike herself. She was often bright and bubbly, but now it felt like black had taken over her wardrobe and stolen all the colour away. "Hello, Alphard." Her voice was quiet and subdued compared to its normal loudness. "Try not to get blood on your suit." It didn't even sound right. Sounded more like there was blood to get on his suit. "There's not any. I mean..."