[ There's a minute widening of his eyes at that news, caught in not being certain of how to respond before Snape is low-level sniping at the Security taskforce. I'm sorry seems like it'd be a stupid thing to say. Everyone dies, eventually.

He drinks some magic beer too. ]

Their jobs must be frustratingly uphill, we mustn't be too judgemental. Forever corralling an ungrateful flock of surly captives from getting themselves killed.

--Brink of death, surely.