"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't. We mustn't ... Hold me," she pleaded in a whisper. "You're so thin. You're not eating." Which meant he was worried and stressed. "Is there any sign the Ministry is nearly through questioning you?" Pansy wasn't sure whether she wanted that to be so or no, not that she didn't want him free, but she was worried they might ship him away to that dreadful Azkaban. Draco didn't deserve that. He'd only been protecting his family.