"That many?!" The disgust and shock is plain in his voice, even if Harry can't see the way his eyes widen and his mouth twists. It can't be, he thinks. Everyone has something redeemable in them. If he stops believing that - the lesson May taught him at such a tremendous cost - he may as well give up. He's seen from Harry's memory play that there are things he cares about, people he cared for. There's got to be a way out of this hell for him. Norman remembers the task at hand, shoves down the knee-jerk reaction, and breathes in through his nose.

"The most supportive, then."