"Ruled by the moon," Remus agreed with a huff of laughter. He'd come to terms with his condition years ago from necessity and with the easy acceptance of three idiot boys who'd earned his undying loyalty in return for it. But, it was different to be here in this time and be able to make clear references, to know everyone knew and no one was looking to persecute him for it. Sometimes it still seemed odd to say things out loud, like this, especially with those others from his time.
He snorted softly. "That's easy. Sirius will say anything he thinks will get a reaction from the person he's saying it to. James will be more subtle...as subtle as he ever is...and say things that seem normal enough until you think about them and then he waits to see how long it takes to sink it."
A warm laugh, followed by a gentle squeeze, and he let go with a fond smile. "I've had years of practice talking sense into stubborn Gryffindors, remember? There's a reason you were the disciplinarian Prefect for our year and I was the one the first years' came to when they were homesick," he teased. "But, you're welcome to find me any time you need to vent or talk or anything. You know that. How about we take my advice and you can keep me from going off alone? I was coming up to take a walk to work of some lingering restlessness from the Full." He held out an arm to her. "Always better with company."