She laughed. "Yes. You do. It's very small though and I only notice because I spend so much time staring at your very handsome face," she chided.
He finally started telling her though and she listened carefully. She frowned faintly and her fingers skimmed down from his face to rest lightly against his wrist, on the arm where he wore his Mark. A silent reminder that she hadn't been chased off yet.
"I think," she said slowly, and carefully, "there is only one thing that you could ever do that would be unforgivable to me, Draco. I don't believe you capable of it, so it's rather a moot point, but unless you ever knowingly and willingly ever hurt my family, I can pretty much guarantee you aren't going to ruin our holiday, or anything else between us. I'm not going to be foolish enough to blame you for the actions of others, either."