"Or they might merely think I have given in to this relationship they have forced us both into," he muttered quietly enough that no one but them would hear. Though he would claim it was merely he duty, though, there was nothing feigned in his manner with her lately. Thomas had somehow grown genuinely fond of her.
"We should celebrate your win, darling," he added more loudly. He couldn't quite make himself elaborate further on how watching her fly had felt to him, but celebrating with his wife-to-be was in keeping with the roles they were meant to be playing and despite her cheeky comments, he was very cognizant of playing the part of the good Death Eater.