Fleur shook her head at his question as no one had told her anything. She had just "woken up" there and alone. She had a million questions and no answers, at least not until now. At least he was able to tell her something but it didn't make her feel any better. Fleur looked past Bill for a moment and then at her feet letting his words sink in and be processed; they made very little since. Was that kind of magic even possible?
"Are you saying this is not home?" That thought completely unnerved her though she tried to keep it off her face. "I am not going back home am I?" Fleur didn't mean it like it came out but it was what it was. It didn't mean she wasn't glad Bill was there, she was but she was suddenly unaware of how to treat him. Fleur just wanted to be held and told it was alright.
"How is that even possible, Bill?" Fleur brought her eyes finally back up to his own and let them settle upon him. She was still very confused, so much so she wasn't really sure how she felt about the whole ordeal.