Ron looked down to the floor, pushing his hands awkwardly into his pockets. "Right," he muttered. It probably wasn't the best time to bring that up. He patted around in his coat for the Deluminator - it would be nice to have a little light, if it hadn't fallen away from him somewhere between here and Godric's Hollow. "Sorry about that," he echoed, heading over to search the floor around the stairway where they'd been shoved in. He thought it sounded more than a little lame, but his mind was racing. Finally he sat on the stair, and looked up to where Luna and Hermione were standing. He didn't want to think about how they'd been starting to think that maybe Luna hadn't made it, because the possibility was still far too real.
"It is good to see you. But I don't think we're going to have days to figure a way out of here." Every little sound from the floor above might have been someone coming to collect them, and it was putting him past on edge.