After years spent trying to learn what his senses were telling him, Remus had become fairly adept at reading the way people stood, sat, looked around, just by combining his observation skills with the enhanced senses of smell, hearing, and motion-attuned vision. Seeing the way she sat perched on the edge of her seat, he smiled. "If you'd rather stand, sprawl, or pace, you can," he said kindly, though not without a tinge of amusement. "I'm not one to stand on formality and I got used to your grandfather and Sirius never being able to stay still for most of our school years." He was seated and still himself, of course. But, that was more his nature and the nature of the predator he'd become.
"Communications is a part of it," he agreed, nodding thoughtfully as she went on. There was a very fine balance in what he wanted to make this work into and he was going to be careful about those he brought into it. "And, that does make sense. Just because you enjoy doing something for yourself, doesn't mean you'd still enjoy it once the pressure and expectations of a career are layered on top of it. A smattering of both those languages is more than I have and would be beneficial, particularly in the moment with the Goblins being the focus of our outreach efforts currently. Have you much training in magizoology? Or is it mostly a private pursuit?"