Sometimes, Nellie truly had to wonder how many people followed Rodolphus out of genuine loyalty or because he was just a means to an end. The one thing she had found with the Death Eaters was that everyone was looking for power. She didn’t doubt that any one of them would over throw the next if they thought it would allow them the place at the top. Rodolphus had done it to Bellatrix, the Blacks had done it to Tom Riddle, and the cycle had been going on for so many years that she could hardly keep track. Within the Death Eaters there were smaller loyalties, ones people pledged to each other for one reason or another, but she didn’t doubt that most of them would rather off another if it meant climbing the ranks quicker.
Still, Rodolphus was at least making people within their ranks happy by elevating their status as promised. He had put several women in charge, though she suspected that he was just following through with the plan that Bellatrix had left behind. While there was no love lost between her and the other woman, Nellie had to admit that she had the right idea in the respect that she was putting more capable women in charge. Nellie was grateful for that particular advancement, as it made her life easier on a day to day basis.
Hearing the rap at her door, Penelope barely got in a “Come in,” before the door was swinging open, and Gwenog was standing in front of her. Nellie waved her hand, giving the other woman a polite smile as if to tell her to carry on. Listening, she wanted to laugh, but she knew it was entirely not the place nor the time. However, she did give Gwenog a knowing smile, one that held a hint of amusement at her words, and tilted her head in a way that suggested that she full heartedly agreed. Rodolphus wouldn’t be much help to them at this time.
“Give me one moment to finish signing off on this and then I’m all yours,” she told her. Looking down at her the document in front of her that she had already read over thoroughly, Nellie signed her name and then closed the file. “Alright, take a seat. Rodolphus isn’t in any position to be of any use at this moment, and quite frankly, he doesn’t have enough diplomacy to really be of any help,” she admitted. Flipping to a clean notebook paper, Nellie grabbed her pen and started writing down the start of a statement. “The main thing is, we need to reassure other governments that the administration was not only not involved, but taking the serious breach of protocol seriously. They’re going to want to know what we’re doing about it, so we’re going to explain that we’re putting the whole situation under a full investigation,” she explained, writing as she went. “For future reference, in a situation like this, don’t bother looking for my boss. It’ll save us both a headache if you just come to me directly, as he’s going to redirect you this way anyways,” Nellie explained. Looking at Gwenog carefully she asked, “What have you told them so far?”
When it came down to it, Gwenog found very few people around her worth her time. She could do most things better herself, and so she did, and let people have their offenses and their hurt feelings when she overstepped them to get things done. Penelope was one of the few people she didn't just barrel her way though. No, there were some things she could tell she would not excel at, and tempering the whims of people like Rodolphus Lestrange was not one of them.
Her respect for the woman just increased when she didn't take the time to try to defend her boss, and accepted the truth of the situation at hand. That he was, for his intelligence and his power, in some ways ridiculously incompetent as a leader. It was a good thing to hear too, to know that when it came down to it, Gwenog could probably count Nellie on her side. "I'm glad you agree," she said with a raised eyebrow. "No need to go about defending the little prince, like everyone else around here."
"I will never," she continued after a moment, her smile sharp, "bother with actually finding your boss when I know that there is always someone else that's better suited to handle things." She let the smile fall and put a more stoic expression on her face. "I've said much the same you suggested- that it is an unfortunate situation that is currently being investigated to the fullest and those responsible will be held accountable." Gwenog frowned. "Unfortunately, they don't want my assurances, they want his. The are wondering why he hasn't reached out himself. But I can say it's the official statement and maybe that will appease them for now."
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