Severus finally looked to Lily when she took his glass away. Dark eyes watchful, calculating her every move. Searching for answers to questions... questions without real words to them. Just trying to understand her movements and what she was up to.

Of course he let her touch him, take his hand. It wasn't in him to deny her anything. Lily was an angel, pure and terrifying to his darkened soul. Proven by her ability to forgive him, to touch him to... He didn't know or understand the meaning behind this. Her forehead against his hand. He was rendered breathless for a time.

His free hand gently removed the floppy hat and set it aside, so he could see her. It then came down to lightly rest upon her head, because he didn't know what else to do. What was he allowed to do? "Lily..." he said her name, tapering off after, sounding lost, and if she looked up to him she would see that lost tone reflected on his normally controlled face.