Relief washed through Remus when he wasn't rebuffed. He'd been fairly sure he wouldn't be, but not entirely sure and with what had happened... he laughed softly. "I never said I was normal." He couldn't help reaching up to touch the livid bruise on Severus' neck, very lightly as he looked at it, then he looked back into Severus' eyes.
"The Wolf wants the same... he's me and I'm him. There's no clear line." Only when he was without the potion, of course. Then Moony ruled for one night a month and there was no Remus.
"I just have sides of me that are more... assertive, when faced with something I want. Sides I've repressed my entire life, but I couldn't keep doing that. I was lying to myself."