The moment she disappeared, Remus dropped to his knee and pried his suitcase open. "Accio Dittany," he said to it in a whisper and a point of his wand and out popped the timid vial of essence. He wasted no time dripping the fluid onto his ruined fingers, hissing and wincing as his skin seared but it was all in the way of treatment. He just wished it gave him relief for his cheek, too...
By the time that Selina had returned, the Dittany would be gone and Remus would be waving his injured hand, now wiped clean of the blood when he remembered to do it. He stood up after, picking up his suitcase and wand smiling at Selina's new look. That was fast.
"A newcomer's center does sound very convenient," he said to the female, getting ready to hail a cab. "I have been wondering, though...the way you talk, it's as if similar occurrences have happened in the past. Before I...arrived, I mean...and there is a center for newcomers like me. Is that how it is here in New York?"