Re: Fenrir/Remus
"Like I imagine a phoenix on it's Burning Day to feel." Remus decided that he was running out of good quips to answer that question and would need to think up a few more. He knew his temperature was ebbing and flowing some. At times he wondered if the fever might actually break, but it never seemed to. Whatever battle was happening in his system, there didn't seem to be a clear victor, yet.
Giving a quiet huff, he frowned. "I'm guessing I may have to postpone our next sparring session, though. Something tells me I'll get an argument if I try to get out of bed for it. But, you look like you came out all right," he continued with a smile that felt wan and pale even to him. "I'm glad. I was worried you might be stuck going through this, too." It was funny, really, but Remus really had come to separate Fenrir from the 'Greyback' who had turned him and haunted his nightmares for years. This man was becoming a friend instead of an enemy, someone Remus worried about.