That earned her a rumble of warm laughter from Remus, who found it amusing someone thought him either of those two things. But, he shook his head. "I think you're mixing up the hows and the whys. Being better or braver is the how. The convictions and protective instincts are the whys. The whys are what make it all make sense, even when the good people don't live up to their full potential of being good people. Of course what Regulus did for me takes courage. He is the one person in all of this I don't doubt, Marlene. Regulus Black is one of the strongest and bravest men I've ever had the honour to call friend, let alone anything more."
Rolling his eyes at her antics he shrugged. "Wouldn't have to throw you out. You'd have to find me first and if I didn't want you there, you wouldn't find me. Besides," he added with a chuckle, "if Pads' puppy dog eyes have no affect on me, your pouting surely wouldn't."
Remus sighed. "All right, no more arguing." Really, if she didn't want to hear his answers, she shouldn't ask him to explain things. But, whatever. She wanted to think she was helping, he could let her. Although, he was getting very tired of everyone constantly reminding him Regulus was a boy as though Remus was doing something wrong in treating him like a grown man. Like Remus, Regulus had been forced to grow up sooner than he should have had to. Maybe it had been partially a result of his own choices, but it had happened, nonetheless and despite his young age, Remus saw no reason to treat him like a child.
Not that he said any of that to Marlene. No, he only smiled and changed the subject. "So, what's all this," he waved at the books and papers on the bed. "Or, is it Auror work I shouldn't poke around in?"