"I don't sleep much at all, really," she said, then waved a hand at Draco's harpoon. "Congratulations are in order, then. On getting that and not dying." She managed to make it sound as though it was a polite comment on a new and fashionable suit Draco had managed to acquire.

"It's a deal then. If it comes to that, of course." She felt safe enough to let her gaze turn from Draco to wander the snowy landscape around them. "Just because we are where we are is no reason to be barbaric about it, after all."

It occurred to her to wonder what would happen if it came down to just the two of them, in the end, but she pushed the thought away. Mostly because she was fairly certain she would push Draco into the icy sea at first chance and feel bad about it afterwards. It didn't require much wondering.