Teddy nodded as her words. "Yeah, I understand. Maybe that's why I always seemed to choose a more... conventional appearance." He shrugged. He'd heard she was also clumsy, including being indulged in stories of her klutziness. He decided not to broach the topic of what he had heard about her now. She probably felt strange enough, knowing he knew who she was, who she was to him and in the future, when she didn't know anything. He felt bad that he had been the one to tell her she had died.
Reaching up, he rubbed the back of his neck as he looked at her. He actually had to look down at her a little, being an inch or two - or more - taller than her. "I can understand that. I'm sorry I sprung this on you out of the blue. I.. I didn't realize who you were, you know? The journals have the way of doing that I guess. Yeah, Ted really. Every called me Teddy, though. Ted Remus Lupin to be precise."