Daffy pursed her lips, holding in the mounting frustration. Normally she was the kind of person who wouldn't hold back, she said what was on her mind, take it or leave it, but with Noble it was different, it had always been different. Maybe because she never wanted to upset him or push him away, but she was always incredibly careful with her words to him. It wasn't always easy, especially in moments like this, but she did what she thought she had to.

She had better arguments to use, but thought better of using them right now. He'd already fought about this with his brother, he didn't strictly need to hear it again, however, "I don't like it," She said it quietly, tone similar to his, tired, somewhat resigned. That much had to be known. "Will you at least tell me beforehand next time, please, just for my peace of mind? Just in case?" she turned wide, pleading eyes on him once more.

Daffy knew his reputation was on the line and she knew he was an extremely competent potioneer, but if the potion had gone awry once, she hated to think it could happen again.