You think I'm cross with you because you were being 'haphazard and idiotic', and that implying my observations about time travel can't be accurate will resolve that?
Where di, [William starts to ask, to the effect of: Where did you get that idea. How could you get the idea. Who would think that was the idea! But maybe he doesn't want to know, and he certainly doesn't want to seem like he's picking a fight, so,] No. Fuck no. I mean, if there's a wizardy way to observe temporal idiosyncrasies with that, um, this time-turner, then maybe it can be used on the Tranquility as well.
I mean unless the solution was to re-birth oneself, [he adds, his eyes darting off-screen again, in the direction that the scrolls were last seen. Almost distracted.] That sounds like rather a lot of work.
[ On the one hand, Severus is aware that burning bridges over petty offenses is bad form-- but on the other, William hasn't even fucking apologized. And now Severus is being asked about doing more work for arseholes who don't respect it. He imagines having to deal with this in person, staring with unimpressed intensity at all this stammering and fussing.
[An hour goes by-- maybe longer. Severus is, after all, a busy person whose business William tends not to presume he knows.]
Well if that was it then--
[Was it? Would Severus actually respond (non-respond) similarly if William was actually entirely off-base? William's best guess is that he wouldn't, but it's really only that: a guess.] I am sorry. I appreciate your work and your effort and your confidence. If it weren't that or you're not cross, [which is also a possibility, William imagines, glancing back over the series of texts received and imagining the extraordinarily busy wizard rolling his eyes at his neurotic imagination in between saving lives.] I'll keep trying to figure it out.
Cheers, professor. [He flips a wave at the camera and then disconnects.]
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I mean unless the solution was to re-birth oneself, [he adds, his eyes darting off-screen again, in the direction that the scrolls were last seen. Almost distracted.] That sounds like rather a lot of work.
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Well if that was it then--
[Was it? Would Severus actually respond (non-respond) similarly if William was actually entirely off-base? William's best guess is that he wouldn't, but it's really only that: a guess.] I am sorry. I appreciate your work and your effort and your confidence. If it weren't that or you're not cross, [which is also a possibility, William imagines, glancing back over the series of texts received and imagining the extraordinarily busy wizard rolling his eyes at his neurotic imagination in between saving lives.] I'll keep trying to figure it out.
Cheers, professor. [He flips a wave at the camera and then disconnects.]