She shook her head immediately, eye still searching his expression as her hand reached out to brush over his cheek and under his jawline. "No. No, Ron, it's not stupid at all. I don't think that being careful about things that show up on this island is a bad idea. So please, don't... don't worry," she sighed quietly, one hand still holding onto his as she sat fully down on the bed, watching and waiting for him to sit as well. It felt too tense with him standing around, as though he expected that he'd need to jump forward any moment to protect her.

Not that Hermione didn't appreciate the concern, but the last thing that she wanted was for it to take control of their lives. Fear of a name was bad enough without letting it bleed into every other hour of the day.

"I love you," she added softly, voice carried on a breath.