"I'm not sure either blowing it up or turning it into a slug would make it worse." Remus laughed softly. He might be used to eating whatever scraps he could find, still, months on the bus not withstanding. But, that didn't mean he couldn't acknowledge that 'whatever was available' was often not palatable.
Still, he took a couple bites, anyway, as there was no other sustenance coming their way any time soon and beggars really couldn't be choosers. "I think we'll have to play it by ear. I know Draco's interested in improving the potion, which will help. Standard pain potions don't really do much with my metabolism after." So many things in their world were designed with normal wizards in mind, not those with enhanced senses or healing or anything else. "And you know how much I like taking anything I don't have to. It will depend on the worlds we end up in, I think. How long the bus makes me wait."
He chuckled, a bit darkly. "It'll be like fifth year all over again, trying to figure out how to do this without getting caught."