He had so missed company these last few months. Dementors weren't terribly social. Rodolphus longed for human contact. Sweet, innocent human contact. "It's nothing for you to worry your pretty little head over," he assured her. No, he would show her again soon enough. And this time he would make her remember. He would make sure she never forgot the pain she'd caused him.
"Shall we walk?" He didn't give her the chance to object before talking her elbow and leading her down towards the beach.