There was a slight pout this time when he pulled away, but perhaps she was pushing it so she stopped, sighing and leaning into the kiss to her forehead. "Good," she murmured, of him staying with her, happy to hear it coming directly from him. She didn't want him to change completely, just... not to get lost in it.

When he spoke again she straightened to look at him, eyes searching his face. "If you were too sweet, I wouldn't believe it was you." That much was a compliment, really - a lot of people thought of Lily as some sainted perfection and--she was definitely kind, and had certainly been kind to Severus, but he was also one of the few people that knew how sharp and cunning and sometimes vicious she could be. It was just always directed at others and not him; they'd been best friends for so long, they had to have matched in at least some ways.

But either way she sighed, not finding anything she disliked in his expression. "I trust you, but it's still going to bother me that those traditional views involve thinking of people like me the way they do, you know that." It made her uncomfortable, frankly.