Remus kept his eyes open and on Harry as instructed, still breathing hard, but much calmer now. He could still feel it, he could still smell the blood. And the worst part? He'd enjoyed it, and he knew it. It took him a few more minutes before he nodded again.
"What.." He didn't even know to start, how to ask. What did he do now? What happened now? He wanted to-- "We have to contact the Aurors, we have to tell someone. Contact the Ministry. I just killed someone." He sounded calm enough as he said it, though. But inside, he was panicking.