When the moment's over and she hands it back, tells him that, understanding crystallizes. She was going to give him a practical demonstration, cut her skin open or slice a finger off to prove it and-- something in him becomes inexplicably angry, far away and undetected, that this young woman has conditioned herself to think that she needs to put herself on display like a circus side-show to embrace her own identity. ]
So you are heat-resistant.
[ The pencil is once again a pencil in his hand. Severus isn't really making a joke; his tone is subdued. He believes her.
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When the moment's over and she hands it back, tells him that, understanding crystallizes. She was going to give him a practical demonstration, cut her skin open or slice a finger off to prove it and-- something in him becomes inexplicably angry, far away and undetected, that this young woman has conditioned herself to think that she needs to put herself on display like a circus side-show to embrace her own identity. ]
So you are heat-resistant.
[ The pencil is once again a pencil in his hand. Severus isn't really making a joke; his tone is subdued. He believes her.
He doesn't want to see her bleed. ]