Oh, there he is. Narcissa's heart feels a little bit more at ease when she sees him settle on step beside her. She leads them out of the Hall and outside to the stone corridors, towards the bridge they took when they left Hogwarts the last time either of them were here.

"She is, very little. And so is Tom Riddle." She reaches to wrap her arm around his, keep him close, provide support if he would happen to need it. She knows he must not like this place at all. She wouldn't be surprised. "Just keep walking, darling. Your father will find us." If Lucius happens to be pulled into this mess as well.