I did. [ Severus extends his hand to take the offered items. ] Do you want to sit?
[ A nod to one of the central tables, which clearly exists for the purpose of lunch breaks or something similar. Up close, his injuries are more unsettling than gory - what should be clean white in his left eye is still partially red, and pink lines criss-cross skin where gouges and slices have mercifully closed. He'll probably be fine in a week, but it's important to keep everything maintained until then.
He will tick all boxes and initial on all lines, even if it does take him a moment of staring to figure out what he's supposed to do with this thing. ]
I'm well aware it was Black, for the record. [ His voice is wry, not angry. More tired than anything. ] And I know it wasn't deliberate.
[She nods, even though she isn't sure she wants to sit, really. Being on her feet seems steadier, eases some of the crawling sensation on her back, the feeling like there could be something stalking up behind her at any moment. She forces herself not to check as she take a seat. She really hates the Science Department.]
Xavier came to see me.
[She says, after a pause. She'd been waiting for Snape to add something more, something along the same lines as Xavier had: it wasn't deliberate, but still a part of the problem, worthy of some action. She hadn't disagreed.]
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[ A nod to one of the central tables, which clearly exists for the purpose of lunch breaks or something similar. Up close, his injuries are more unsettling than gory - what should be clean white in his left eye is still partially red, and pink lines criss-cross skin where gouges and slices have mercifully closed. He'll probably be fine in a week, but it's important to keep everything maintained until then.
He will tick all boxes and initial on all lines, even if it does take him a moment of staring to figure out what he's supposed to do with this thing. ]
I'm well aware it was Black, for the record. [ His voice is wry, not angry. More tired than anything. ] And I know it wasn't deliberate.
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Xavier came to see me.
[She says, after a pause. She'd been waiting for Snape to add something more, something along the same lines as Xavier had: it wasn't deliberate, but still a part of the problem, worthy of some action. She hadn't disagreed.]
Do you know what it looked like? Your painting.