Smiling, Remus closed the door behind him and crossed to the desk, taking a seat as objects bean floating about the room. When the Pensieve settled between them, he took the implied invitation in Severus' gesture and moved in for a closer look at the shimmering liquid the basin contained.
"No," he said with a shake of his head. "As with a lot of things, I've read about them, the basics of their use. But, I can't say I've known many people who own one, let alone were willing to let me experiment with one." Mental magics in general, be they artefacts or more esoteric disciplines like occlumency, weren't things he'd had time to study just yet, though they were on his list of things to try when I have time. "What's the best way to do this for our purposes?"