She waved her hand--a motion that looked more like flopping it around, but that was the best she could do with the pain potions they'd given her. "When have I ever refused rest when I needed it?" Besides every single injury she'd ever sustained. Those didn't count. "Besides, Neville needs you more than I do, I'm not going anywhere tonight." Though Frank's presence was a comfort, the paranoid mother in her wished he would go home and be with their son and ensure his safety.