There was a long silence before Albus nodded, his half-moon spectacles having slid a remarkable distance down his nose. "You're certain?"
"Come, take a seat." He took Snape's tone as being sufficiently apologetic, but it could still be noted that there was no offer of the usual candies and treats. A long time ago, Albus trusted Severus enough to be prepared to ask him to kill him to save the future of a youth. Fortunately, it had never come to that. It was a pity, therefore, that here was where they currently stood.