Ron nodded. "I know she will. She's alright like that. - Not too alright, if she's still staying with you. Not," he added hastily, feeling like he was chasing himself in circles and trying not to trip, "That someone wouldn't stay with you if they weren't messed up about something. I mean, Ginny." Fucking hell. "Anyway. - Good." He risked a glance at her when he thought he'd gotten his expression under control again, and was relieved to see her looking a little less severe. "Can't be helping you sleep any, though."