Eyes did not miss the sweetness on Dolohov's lips, or the quick tongue. Eyebrow raised, Demetrius pulled the notebook close to himself, scanning the page. "Is that... so?" he replied absentmindedly. There had to be someone with something decent to say about the current happenings.
"How do your... parents? Feel about muggles....?" he asked, grasping at straws, forlorn over his mostly empty and only complimentary set of notes.