You go up to the guest room at three and sit on the bed in the dark, and the bowl shows you what Malfoid is feeling two floors down and it is mostly you.

She is jealous of you and of Corvina and she wants you both to be in the same room as her, and she is ashamed of the size of it.

It is the first time all week that someone has been jealous of you rather than the other way round, and you discover it is not flattering. It is just lonely in a new direction.