Severus rolled his eyes at the other's words, Lupin had always been good with words, he reckoned, but he wasn't going to fall for retoric like some little girl with a crush, if there was something he couldn't stand, it was the fake goodness every one seemed so prone to show these days, as if no one had ever supported Voldemort in the first place. "You are fighting a lost battle if you are trying to appeal to my conscience Lupin..." he said simply, and stood up again, he was nervous somehow, in his head he was trying to think about what he could ask. Was there anything he wanted really?
"I don't believe we have anything in common, if I may add... we both know we stand in opposite teams. I am a bad guy." he muttered, his voice low and full. He stepped closer to Remus, one long and strangely feminine finger probbed the other's chest. "You will not talk about this to any one... mostly not.. Mrs. Potter." he said with some sort of bitter anger enclosed in the words.
He leaned closer, his eyes gleaming darkly as he looked at him, his hand settled on top of Lupin's on the door handle, he pushed it down so the door clicked open. "You potion will be ready two days before the next moon. For the rest of your plans I suggest you think of a good deal to present me or find someone else."