Her eyes follow Claws for a brief moment, simply out of fondness, for she had a special place in her heart for the feline. Then, as the moment passed, she turned her attention to Millie. She wasn't certain if the woman simply wanted company this particular evening, which she was more then willing to give, or if she was planning to finally crack.
She brought her eyebrows together for a split second before she pushed away any physical reaction. She wasn't certain of how she was meant to react nor how she wanted to. She couldn't say she was surprised, death usually came to those who remained in Azkaban for a considerable amount of time. What she found much more interesting to ponder was how recent this information was. Not that she was going to ask.
"Oh?" she found herself stating, not so much a question, but more a phrase to fill the silence. She didn't know whether to think Millie was upset over the death or the emotions it had stirred.