Lucius is quiet as Severus sets about moving people around, and he flicks a glance and then moves his wand in an instructional twitch - the rope extends enough to drag across its captive's mouth, between his teeth, silencing furious curses to muffled intelligibility. The silencing spell he casts on the woman is less cruel treatment, admittedly.

He moves to eventually stand and lean in the kitchen door, checking the time on a pocketwatch, and with more visual attention paid towards the room with the unmoving and/or struggling bodies.