[He feels a chill at 'you did so much for him'. Who in this place has he told about the Dark Lord so far? Lucille, maybe? But not that much. A few others he's mentioned being in army to, or an organization but...

No. He doesn't think there's any way the Fourth could have gotten this information from somebody Lucius has talked to. So. His intuition must have been right on the money.]

Is there any--? No. No, I promise, I swear to you, there is not.

[He's startled by the question but his answer is firm. Adamant. At his side one hand tightly works into a fist. The hand that should be clutching his wizard's wand.]

I will not take anything from the likes of her. Not after what has been done to me, at her hands. I have my pride.