The Murders
"Hold on," Ernie backtracked quickly, having realized that he's missed one of the more pertinent pieces of the conversation. The second Bianca was mentioned, he saw her as a target, not a potential perpetrator. She didn't have that in her. His mind was already halfway thinking of solutions that involve the protection of people as vulnerable as she was. "There's simply--it simply can't be that she'd do such a thing." He paused for a moment though.
He sighed at the obvious lack of logic there, he had initially felt too emotional at the distress that Justin was experiencing. "But what if she were put under the Imperius Curse? Or something similar?" He, as many of those who as children heard whisperings about the war from adults knew that there were many of those who have had their autonomy forcefully taken from them at some point.
"I'm alright, Justin. It was a bit of a surprise," Ernie said. "Remember, it's not only on you who happens to be responsible for my well-being." He smiled a bit sadly at the whole matter. He felt bad that there was no guarantee for his safety, or for anyone's safety for that matter. "And I'm not running away," he added with a sigh. "As much as I'd love to at times. Who's to say that it'd stop this?"