Her fury amused him, but it also made him wary. Oh, he did love needling her when he could focus her attention on him and away from other things he wished her to ignore. But it was a dangerous game and really, he was sort of getting used to the idea of not having to worry quite so much about constant danger and so on and so forth.
"No, you didn't say, but sometimes I think your idea of a 'better life' might be quite different than most normal people's idea of such. There needn't be any 'death by Auror' for anyone here. There doesn't seem to be much need for soldiers, either. I understand your ennui - we've both lived strife and danger for our entire adult lives. Some apathy and boredom seems natural."
He stepped nearer to her once again, not so looming as before, but enough to remind her of their difference in height.
"If you're looking to disrupt the safety and peace of this little community, you will find me standing firm in your way, pretty little Bellatrix. I suggest you find more productive ways to expend your energy. Helping Evan seems a fine place to start - just see to it that you're not helping him become a tool in your little guerrilla games."