One of the worst parts about the whole werewolf situation, besides the violence and everything associated with that, was that Remus was completely out of control of his body and his mind. He had no control at all, and wasn't aware of anything that happened while he was in the wolf's form. The only time he was, was if he was able to take wolfsbane, and that was beyond exceedingly rare. So in addition to being terrified of what the wolf was capable of in town, he also was terrified of not knowing what he'd done in the aftermath.
Remus snuggled into Sirius, one more source of comfort while he listened to his beloved try to explain a little about what had happened during the night. He had a feeling Sirius would downplay it at least a little, so he knew it was probably a little worse than he was letting on. One thing stood out. No one was hurt, exactly, and something about a robot girl?
His eyes opened more than the half-lidded position they'd been in when he first woke. "What do you mean? What happened to her?" He asked, his heart sort of picking up the pace in its beats.