Date: 2008-04-05 11:01 pm (UTC)
"There was an explosion, and... energy does not come from nowhere. I feel weary, and oily." Severus frowns. He is always being accused of oiliness and an instance of clear demonstration can only be ridiculed.

"Perhaps afterwards, we might have some tea. I am still a little concerned I will not have a real place here without teaching or official duties. Surely they would not simply keep me here, and I would not want to live here for... pity." His voice hisses a tiny bit and he speaks this softly.

"It is different for you. You contribute by your mere presence, by your wisdom, by your experience, by..." Something ineffable, trustworthy, sure, reassuring.

"But I... do they know I had killed you?" Will they hate me?
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