Melinda frowned in annoyance. All that eagerness to please Draco and he was metaphorically cockblocking her. Not cool. Still, that meant she could have a little more fun. She wished Ella was here a bit, interrogation always went better as a tag team, and without dead weight in the room just watching. She'd just have to make the most of the situation.
She didn't say anything except a spell as she lifted her wand. "Rictusempra." Melinda was pretty sure there was no application for a Tickling Charm that wasn't sinister. Right now, for example, it would hurt like hell with the man's internal injuries and make him nauseous, and he'd throw up if she kept it long enough. "You let me know when your tongue's feeling looser." With little flicks of her wand, small cuts appeared on the unfortunate man, mostly for something to do while she let the spell fuck with him. Normally she'd just sit, but she didn't want Draco to see or think of her being inactive or lazy.