[Remus is once again partaking in an accidental second level as he wakes up the night after his moonlight-induced tantrum, curled up naked on the floor amongst the tattered remains of his bed. He groans, not daring to stretch or move because he's covered in nasty scabbing wounds, purpling bruises, with splintered pieces of furniture poking into his
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You look teeeeeeerrible.
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Why thank you, miss.
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What happened?
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I... er, you see I just-- I... had an... [Clearly has no idea whether he should lie or try to explain his situation or not. So have some useless hand gestures instead.]
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Can Ed help?
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[Stands up to leave] But if you do need anything, let me know.
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Alright. I don't think I got your name...? I'm Remus, by the way. [Yes, being polite makes him feel better.]
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