Hermione just watches, for a moment, relearning the little details, letting them slip into her memory before she shakes her head, absently.

"I suppose it is both, really, if we're talking technicalities. A few weeks ago you were here and we were doing just this, but since then a hundred years has gone by. It's not something that I'm expecting either of us to be able to snap our fingers and be done with. It's going to take a little time."

A pause as she takes a piece of toast, starting to put jam on it, but then she goes on.

"All I know is that I'm willing to do this with you until you are comfortable. To do what I can to make you happy."