Something stirred inside Albus' mind. It was almost as if he was being warned not to do anything rash until everything was over. His conscious was trying to tell him that he should stay in hiding like he planned to. Minerva's misfortune should not ruin his plans. "Minerva can you hear me?" He felt her hand stiffen under his and her fingers slowly moved to squeeze his hand gently. "Minerva? One Squeeze for yes two for no. Do you understand?" Nothing happened. Just as Albus was about to pass it off as his imagination Minerva's had clasped on to his and then let go. Albus smiled. She was going to be okay after all. The sun was coming up outside the window and Albus realised it was time for him to go. "I have to go now, but I promise I will be back later." Minerva squeezed his hand again. "I love you." He said and kissed her forehead. She squeezed his hand one last time before he let go and apparated to his hideout.