It's all pretty dramatic, but it's not all self-pity. Some of it's just that Severus is an overgrown shut-in nerd and Darcy's sexual Bluetooth device isn't registering on his wifi because he's a fucking moron and hasn't reset the damn thing in so long there's half an inch of dust on it.

"Such is the case with most things," he says, drawling voice listing dryer. "For a place so overwhelmingly skeptical of magic, there are far too many bloody werewolves and vampires about." They have cooties, Darcy, it's so gross. "I'd tried to generate some cohesion about it but..." he trails off. Incidentally, not planned; Severus makes a vague gesture.

Apparently he's not a good PR person.