"I don't know that one can permanently damage a spirit." There was a trace of hope in his voice, beyond simple curiosity. It was never too late to try. "But I'll try to keep him in functioning condition, if necessary." Severus cast a slightly incredulous glance at her hand, looking about as impossibly stiff as usual - but he reached over to take it, briefly. He didn't mind, really, but neither was he accustomed to that sort of thing. Unironic invitations to parties and proffered hands were on about the same level as far as things he most certainly did not expect from people. "But I'm afraid I can't make any promises regarding the Baron's behavior after the feast. He does have a temper, you know."