Severus tried to lift his head to guide her search, but he regretted it once again, groaning in pain. It was an embarrassing situation, that was sure. He reached out his hand, trying to unbutton his robe, but his fingers were shaking a bit, the rest of his body was fine really, but he couldn't see that well and his pain in his head kept preventing him to concentrate. "Inside... pocket..." he muttered and laid down again, spent.
"It's... a habit I got during the war..." He'd never know when Voldermort decided to send him a Cruciatus curse to punish him for something unfathomable or when a student would get attacked or injured. "Incidents happen.." Sometimes way too often. He surely hadn't imagined he'd get attacked by a UFO.