"Yes, that witch has much to answer for when she is finally brought in!" Minerva used her vehemence against Bellatrix to cover the fact that Severus' hand was so soft. She would have sworn it was a potion if not for the tell-tale swell of of Severus' chest and the slight flare to his hips that Minerva could see now that they were closer.
Still, she wasn't one to question Severus' lifestyle, not when it had made the previously perpetually sour man so much more relaxed than he had been. Severus was no less intimidating dressed in designer fashions than he was in his teaching robes. "I don't want to see you go through that insanity again," she said, eyes flicking down to his arm.