*There's a sudden and increasing awareness in Snape. The water, now reaching down the back of his throat and his robes, affords him some precious mental mobility. However, as the world turns into tangible strings, dull pinpricks of pain flare into a consuming soreness. His bones feel like they've been spun around - which isn't surprising, as that's exactly what happened with the hitwizard before last. He still isn't sure if his knees have migrated back to their proper position.
More importantly, however, he still isn't sure what the Minister expects - what any of them expect. Confessions, after all, are hardly needed. Neither is proof. This is an unnecessary step, some extra superfluous fate reserved just for him - it's something personal - and that something seems to have escaped him entirely.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2011-09-01 01:34 am (UTC)More importantly, however, he still isn't sure what the Minister expects - what any of them expect. Confessions, after all, are hardly needed. Neither is proof. This is an unnecessary step, some extra superfluous fate reserved just for him - it's something personal - and that something seems to have escaped him entirely.
Finally, he answers, defiantly monotone.*
Yes.