The Divine RPG - A Hellish Pandandom

*Snape is more concerned by her vocalizations and comes over to investigate. Unlike Wesley, he doesn't seem as bothered by the other scent, his nose wrinkling in distaste and his lips twisted as if he's just eaten something disgusting, but he has smelled far worse in the past. Not only do some potions, properly brewed, smell terrible, but he's smelled the failed potions of countless students as well. Lilah's chemical smell is unpleasant, but not enough to discourage him from investigation. Instead, he peers at her from every angle with lowered brows and makes soft, questioning grunts of worry. He reaches out to touch her arm.*