Severus managed not to flinch at the casual mention of what he considered to be the second worst thing that had ever happened to him, but when she mentioned Harry, he was unable to keep her gaze. He didn't know if she was doing it on purpose, but he was suddenly very ashamed of how he'd treated him, knowing he should have been better to her son, if for no other reason than the fact that he was her son.
"It wasn't my first choice," he conceded, even as he wanted to argue that last part; he didn't hate 'little kids' specifically, so much as....children in general. If he'd had a choice, Severus wouldn't have chosen teaching at all, but the Dark Lord had insisted, Dumbledore had insisted, there hadn't been another option for him, not if he wanted to ensure her death would be avenged and that Harry would win.
"Anything else?" He was fishing to see what else she knew, that he'd turned against Voldemort, that the Dark Lord hadn't actually owned him or his loyalty--only she had.