Snape stood, and the heaviness that he felt did not translate into the sleekness of the motion. There had been a time when he'd come close to letting Trimble know him, and had it happened he might have said something with less of a professional edge at this point. But he never did, because he did not trust Trimble or his motivations. Snape had developed a certain shyness from movers and shakers. "I am quite capable of finding my own way out, thank you," Snape replied curtly. "Good evening, the pair of you. Be sure you do not owl me your decision." With these parting words, Snape swept from the room, expecting Borage to show up anyway and ensure that he did not 'snoop around' the building.