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[Well, here's a completely normal thing. Video updating. Where once he was a stammering, weak-willed coward, Snape is now a thoroughly rehabilitated inmate and all around great example of a mirrorverse success story. When he first came aboard, his hair was black and lank; it's now kept cut and has gone prematurely grey. His time aboard seems to have aged him, though he isn't older than twenty-five or thirty.

At the moment, he's looking at the camera with deceptive calm.]

I'll thank you, Admiral, to mind how you steer this scow of yours. [With mock reproach:] You've set me back nearly two days' worth of work.

[He turns the camera to show his workspace has been destroyed by the pitching of the ship. Broken glass litters the floor, liquid drips from the tabletops, ingredients are scattered.

He continues from off-screen with a low drawl:]

I need volunteers. I appeal to my colleagues for an inmate or two.

[Don't be deceived - anyone who knows him should probably be afraid. He doesn't want volunteers to help him clean up the mess. If you've got someone who may have 'volunteered' before, feel free to say so!]