She shook her head. 'What have you done?' she wanted to ask, but instead said "they'll come around eventually. It's what friends do." Still, she wouldn't turn to them first, then.
"Well." Hermione got up and knelt in front of Neville where he was still sitting on the floor. "I'm going to go. I'll give you time to shower, shave, change, whatever you want. And then I'll be back later, say around noon? Would you prefer to go to the Great Hall or for me to bring you food?" She certainly had her preferences, but she would do it his way if at least he would accept that she was going to spend time with him.