Steven had stayed up all night after spending the evening at Dr. Cuddy's Seder. Marc had been there too, watching through reflections and more than a little grateful that he got that much. But he hadn't pushed Steven to sleep on Friday, knowing that it would mean it would be much easier to get the body from him at an earlier time on Saturday. Steven had made it to about 16:30 before he'd sat down on the couch in his new flat-with-a-view and Marc had just nudged him out of the way. Steven was fast asleep, and Marc got ten minutes with a mug of black tea and a view of the massive planet below them, followed by a shower and a change of clothes.
Then Khonshu was there, demanding that he discover where the individual from Steven's magic class was. A look through the notes provided the man's name pretty quickly. Remus Lupin. So, Marc went where Khonshu directed him and made his way towards the fifth wheel. It was new to him, and as wild a place as he'd discovered on the station so far, so it took a while to reach the man.
HE IS BOUND TO THE MOON, MARC. YOU MUST TALK TO HIM.
"Is this another bad idea?" he asked quietly, trying to be as quiet as possible. "I still think he's a werewolf, his name is familiar but I can't work out where from. Is that going to be safe?"
ARE YOU AFRAID OF BEING BITTEN? FOOL, YOUR BODY IS MINE, WHY WOULD I ALLOW THE INFECTION TO TAKE HOLD IN YOU?
"Yeah, no, trust me. I'm more than aware of you owning this body since you've only reminded me about three times a night ever sin-"
INSOLENT WHELP the god snapped, and a wind picked up from seemingly nowhere, nearly knocking Marc to the ground. FIND THIS LUPIN AND DO IT SOON, MY SON, AND THEN YOU MAY HAVE THE EVENING TO DO AS YOU WISH
"Gee, thanks, Dad," Marc muttered, and then kept walking in the direction Khonshu told him to go. It wasn't too long before he spotted the man, sitting reading a book.
"Mr Lupin?" he called out, staying well back. "Can we talk?"