It was a cold, white day in London, as seen through the expensive lace dressings of the huge, stately mansion on London's Embankment. A sitting room had been chosen. Tea and sandwiches had been laid out. Snape had fresh, clean clothes on and had been in Nadezhda's presence. He was a great deal more like human.
So. Now that the bare essentials had been addressed, it was time to begin re-assembling the rest of the world.