The Professor hissed an incredulous giggle. With all the storm going on inside their head never thought they'll look put together on the outside. Maybe it's the mask.

"Used to it? Well... I could say I am as used to being cut open and shown what lies inside me as one can be, both literally and figuratively. And it doesn't terrify me a tiny bit less than the first time, no..."

"It's just... I believe I learned what to say myself, how to insist on yourself when the world pulls you outwards. I... Actually don't know how to explain it. But it will come in time to you as well, perhaps, if you keep facing the dreadful truths."

"The friends, water and scones are helpful as well."