Severus looks at the barefoot young man. He is not a child though, cannot be a student. "Yes. I believe so. Thank you for asking. Professor Snape." Is he still a professor? He has no idea. He holds to that of which he last was certain and tries to summon some dripping dignity. "I am Professor Snape."
He places his feet very carefully and stands straight, his hands smoothing his slick robes. "And who may you be, please?" He hopes the man has not been a close acquaintance or friend, that he will find the query ridiculous, that it will not reveal his lack of orientation. Or his madness, he thinks wryly.
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Date: 2008-04-03 03:20 am (UTC)He places his feet very carefully and stands straight, his hands smoothing his slick robes. "And who may you be, please?" He hopes the man has not been a close acquaintance or friend, that he will find the query ridiculous, that it will not reveal his lack of orientation. Or his madness, he thinks wryly.