Snape watches you, expression unreadable. “You allowed yourself to care.” You shift uncomfortably. “Yeah. So?” His dark eyes narrow. “Sentiment is your weakness.” You frown. “That’s kind of harsh.” Snape exhales sharply, his voice softer this time. “Harsh, but true. You expected loyalty where there was none to give.” You scoff. “So what, I should just stop caring?” Snape studies you for a long moment before speaking. “No. But you should choose more wisely.”