"Oh my god," Hermione breathed, quickly raising both hands to cover her mouth at the realization, cheeks immediately blanching in shock. While it was understandable that people could be made nervous by their tendencies and propensities, that they could be a legitimate danger to those around them, Hermione could imagine neither consenting to kill part of her brain as a coping mechanism, nor being unable to solidly set aside whatever knowledge or technology had been considered so nervous in the first place. She enjoyed being whole too much to have trouble cutting back on her work and research.

"I hate seeming insensitive, but... yes, that does. That does worry me," she nodded slightly. "But you seem, if distracted, far more even-minded now."