Letting out a nearly inaudible sigh, Hannah ran her fingers through her hair. "I hope so. I need for him to do better, anyway. He wasn't eating before," she said, though that information was all in his file anyway. "My mum passed away a few years back," she said, not really knowing why she wanted to talk about it, but at least refraining from mentioning that Death Eaters had killed her, "and it was very hard on him. He stopped eating and taking care of himself unless I am there making him do it. I sometimes feel like he's trying to wilt away." She glanced down at her tea and then, after a moment, took another sip. "I want nothing more than for him to feel like he should want to get better."