Something is wrong here. Ecks openly stares at the hooded figure, logging minute details about its body language in the absence of facial expression and speech. The body looks likely enough to be an ordinary humanoid under the robes, no indication yet that it is anything more or less than a living person, but its attention is fixated on her, rather than Draco, for no reason she can immediately discern.

"I would like to see your face," she says quietly, her voice the same near-monotone it is when she doesn't make a spectacular effort to emote. To Draco, she adds without turning her head to look at him (he is, after all, leaning on it), "What is a dementor, exactly?"