Figuratively speaking, tone dry. It's getting colder, actually, which was never a concern before.
Lucius lists back into silence, then, studying the polish on his cane for lack of anywhere better to look. Not quite the same thing as what Severus Snape, in another universe, did with his chemistry set to fund his school things. But pride would probably twinge more if it hadn't already kept irritating himself whenever he spent necessary funds accumulated by his younger self and his pretty wife, or contemplated the blasted employment office which he wound up. Not bringing himself to do.
Possibly at the mercy of the people that work there, really.
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Figuratively speaking, tone dry. It's getting colder, actually, which was never a concern before.
Lucius lists back into silence, then, studying the polish on his cane for lack of anywhere better to look. Not quite the same thing as what Severus Snape, in another universe, did with his chemistry set to fund his school things. But pride would probably twinge more if it hadn't already kept irritating himself whenever he spent necessary funds accumulated by his younger self and his pretty wife, or contemplated the blasted employment office which he wound up. Not bringing himself to do.
Possibly at the mercy of the people that work there, really.
"What ground have you made thus far?"