"You are what?" He asked with a sneer reflecting in his eyes.
"You heard me Severus."
"Is this suppose to be a joke, because surely you can't be serious?"
"Why would I joke about something like this? It's perfectly rational to have unexplained fears." She gets up from her chair after laying her newest intervene of a book on the side table, as she headed towards the exit.
"All explained fears can be explained Hermione you just have to look into why deeper."
"Severus why does my fear of flying affect you? Because I really don't see how it does. I am perfectly content not to soar the skies on a piece of wood. In fact I like not flying." Silence came as the response, assuming the conversation was through Hermione continues to step from the room and out of view. How the topic of flying, brooms and if she enjoyed it came up she wasn't even sure.
"It effects me because you are my wife. And only wish to help you." His words make her smile and radiate with warmth, she would never understand him.