Since June? Remus made a few mental calculations and looked at her stomach. Well, that left out any trysts here which made Remus a fair bit more relieved than he cared to admit. He flicked his head towards the door when she locked it, his brow furrowing slightly. What kind of a place was this? Maybe he didn't really want to know. "It was July when I left. Nineteen-Ninty-Seven to be precise." He paused. "What year did you leave?"
Maybe this was another child? Bloody hell, how much could he have missed out on.
"Tea would be a very, very good thing right about now." Remus leaned his head into her hand, capturing her wrist before she could pull away and lightly kissed her palm. Something stronger would be better, but he didn't want to break out the alcohol just yet.
"Surprise in deed," Remus said softly, taking a step forward and rubbing his hand across her stomach. The words escaped his lips before he could stop himself. "It's... mine... well, ours, right?"