Remus shook his head. "You don't have to thank me, although I understand how it feels to be grateful to find kindness from someone when faced with this affliction." He hadn't seen a lot of that. The Marauders, Lily, Dumbledore (although he had a lot of conflicting emotions about that man), and now the people in town. The latter, he never would've guessed could be so understanding and accepting. It wasn't that he hadn't thought them to be good people; he thought the world of many of them. But being as conditioned as he was to expect being shunned, it shocked him when so many people had wanted to help. It was overwhelming, really.
If he could offer her that same kindness, he was more than happy to do it. It was what he wished all werewolves were given, even if he too held much disdain for his wolf form. It wasn't Leia's fault. She'd done nothing to deserve what happened to her.
"I'll speak with him, but seeing as he always is with me during the full moon, I cannot imagine him not being there to help as well." Remus wasn't going to say it just yet, because he did not want to darken his sentiments. But if her wolf form tried to harm Padfoot for any reason, he knew full well Moony would attack her. And that went without saying whether Remus had consumed his potion or not.
He didn't think he needed to go there. Not now, anyway. "Perhaps," he said, when she tried to make light of it. "I have no doubt we will learn quite a bit. What I want you to remember, though, and it is very important -- you aren't alone in this. I struggled with that for a very long time until I accepted the help and support of others I could trust. You can trust me, and you can trust the people in this town. We'll all help you. But I know it can be overwhelming to have so many people trying to help at once. So we'll start with me, and by extension Sirius as well. We'll go from there. One step at a time."