Remus had been keen to protest but there was something in the way Lily looked and something in the way that she sounded that reduced him to simply biting the inside of his lips. What she said made sense, of course. Live with her for 29 days, go away for the one day he was to shift...but go away where? The woods, maybe, if he ever does find one, or in some indistinct corner of New York where he could change and hope no one drops by to visit him.
To solve this problem, he really thought that a Shrieking Shack would do it. Less danger, less maintenance if he has to pay upkeep for both places, less worry...but less help. That was the best part about having a flatmate. He could have someone to look after him after his transformation and someone to help him hide or clean-up his mess.
He really missed his friends right now...
"All right," he said to Lily's hand, his fingers curling loosely around hers. "I will." Lily was the closest thing he could get for his friends and as a friend; and right about now, a friend was exactly what he needed, and really wanted.