Remus had a feeling that she would be wary. Knowing what he did know of her upbringing and how she'd been regarded and expected to be, it came as no shock that she didn't openly trust him right away. He had a hard time with that too -- trusting people. And he always felt guilty about it when he did because he had to harbor the secret of his furry little problem. He felt more compelled than ever to show her that she did not have to worry, she did not have to fight or be afraid she'd be punished. Remus wanted to show her that she could enjoy her life and explore possibilities she did not even realize she had.
Reading, for example, would be a wonderful way for her to take imaginary adventures.
"Oh, yes," he said, still smiling as he nodded his head. "Several. We have books with stories filled with adventures, magic, science, myths, mystery. Some are even true stories that really happened to people. Others are made up, set in far away places you have to picture in your imagination. Would you like to look at them with me?"