Daphne wanted to get up and pace as well. She also wanted to throw something and scream. She was seriously starting to wish that the Death Eaters had killed her. Death would have been easier to deal with. Daphne pulled her thighs into her chest, put her chin on her knees, and put her hands onto her head.
"I fucking love you. Do you really think I wish you would have been 'weeded' out?" she asked through gritted teeth.