"My apologies if I seemed defensive, Lucius. It is a difficult subject to discuss." She did feel for him. It was bad enough to be in this bizarre place, but to have to confront your future without the benefit of living through it, knowing your own reasons and feelings on any of it. And to find out it all turned out so badly.
"You didn't return to him behind my back, no. For whatever reason, the Dark Lord did not seem especially inclined to insist on active participation from witches as greatly as he did wizards. It only made good, prudent sense at the time that only one of us take active part. If it were to all go terribly wrong, we had Draco to consider, and in fact you were, thankfully briefly, incarcertated in Azkaban." She reached across the table and slid her hand over the back of one of his in a gesture of comfort. "When he returned, he was much worse, barely human."