Augh, can you forgive me for abandoning our conversation, lo, these many weeks ago? When I found out that I'd been selected for the Games, I went into OMG-what-now overdrive and failed to do much of anything but pound my brain against the nearest flat surface for days. A bit desperate for inspiration, me.
Severus is a bit wiggy, don't you think? The poor man's wound so tight it's a wonder he doesn't snap in two.
It could probably be said that I spend way too much energy thinking about these things. It's that dratted analytical impulse. Or just possibly the Snape-obsession. *cough*