It was very difficult, knowing he needed to regard her as though he was a stranger to her. Remus had very much been enjoying the friendship the two of them had been forming and growing over the past few months. Their initial conversation had been one Remus had been terrified of in the beginning but ultimately they were able to really understand each other and relate in a multitude of ways. None of them had any way of knowing if this change was going to be permanent, and if it was, their friendship would have to change a bit seeing as he was an adult and she was a child, but they'd also have to start over.
The good thing about that, was that if she was here now as a child, then she'd not gone through nearly as many traumatic experiences or exposed to such cruelty for as long as she had as an adult. That didn't make anything that had happened to her so far excusable or okay, but it was good she was out of the hands of the man who claimed himself to be her father now.
"Well, here, this library is open to everyone," Remus said. "You do not have to earn your way in to read. But, that doesn't mean it isn't special. Here in Starklandia, we just believe that everyone is equal, and on even ground with each other." He smiled at her. "What kinds of stories do you like, Miss Nebula?"