[ Charles backspaces and forwardspaces a lot more than he'd like to let on and so is in the midst of judging how much swearing he can get away with with his own professionalism intact by the time Severus steps into view. There's a flick of a glance towards the tin of tea.
No break in texting pace, nor is he any less genuinely annoyed at the conversation he's wrangling, but there's the indentation of a half-smile.
[ He thinks it's for the best that Charles doesn't divert to speak to him. Severus doesn't much want to keep talking about it; the whole thing shook him and he'd rather not draw attention to that fact. Deciding that Black couldn't have known and appearing to brush it off isn't a defense mechanism to cover up his reaction - it's biding his time.
Tea delivered, Severus goes back to his own office, and carries on with work. ]
the best
No break in texting pace, nor is he any less genuinely annoyed at the conversation he's wrangling, but there's the indentation of a half-smile.
It's fortuitous. He will need a cup after this. ]
no subject
Tea delivered, Severus goes back to his own office, and carries on with work. ]