Hermione turned to face him when he spoke just knowing how angry he was at the moment. Reaching out, she placed a hand on his arm after closing the door, hoping to have a calming presence on him. Of course, that gave him a perfect view of the carving on her arm and she almost wished she could pull back before he saw it. But she knew it was too late. The carvings, the bite mark. The tiny indent on her throat from when the dagger pressed a bit too close to her skin.
"I'm all right."
{OOC: Artistic licence, using both film and book torture XD}