"Don't thank me until I've got you some results," Remus said with a slight smile.
"Maybe they would have. Maybe they wouldn't have. I suppose it's all a moot point now." Not that Remus had any real belief that things would have been as neat and packaged as all that. He'd seen too much both here and in his travels, to believe that anything involving werewolves, politics, or werewolf politics, was so simple, cut-and-dried.
"No need to apologise. I understand. I have things at the school I should attend to myself." And, as he'd just added the clinic to his list of concerns and 'projects', part of what he wanted to see to was looking through the notes he'd made from his journals to see if there was anything useful -- and had he even bothered to get that back from Regulus when he'd loaned it to the other man during the research for protections to put on the house? He'd have to ask...or look.
Standing, he continued, "I'll have a talk with the powers that be as soon as I can and be in touch."