[ Tina's comment earns a friendly scoffing head shake: imposing, hardly. She was practically the guest of honor, if guest of honor is another way of saying intended victim of a tea ambush. And it is.
If she's leaving, though... Remus reaches a hand across the table, past his own empty cup and the wand he still hasn't put away, and hovers over her untouched tea long enough to allow for objections that she wants it after all before he picks it up. It's lukewarm, by now, so there's no risk of scalding to prevent him from downing half of it.
Maybe he would have downed all of it, but he cuts short and lowers the cup at dragon queen, mildly alarmed and intensely interested in the potential presence of an actual! dragon! queen in Scamander's house, and of course her eating habits and magic aversion.
Sirius beats him to asking, while he's still swallowing, and then tells—well, it's almost a joke, and even if it isn't the funniest thing he's said, any attempt at levity from Sirius Black is going to be getting a smile out of Remus for the foreseeable future, just for the effort. For the fact that it's possible.
Then he realizes it's possibly a mean almost-joke, and his grin dims politely to a faint smile, so he's relatively straight-faced when he says, ] They definitely do, [ which could just be a comment on some personal experience with dragons or any number of other beasts or, sure, tetchy Aurors, rather than a joke that's somewhat more recklessly cheeky.
He finishes the rest of Ms Goldstein's kidnapped tea and stands up to start collecting cups. ]
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If she's leaving, though... Remus reaches a hand across the table, past his own empty cup and the wand he still hasn't put away, and hovers over her untouched tea long enough to allow for objections that she wants it after all before he picks it up. It's lukewarm, by now, so there's no risk of scalding to prevent him from downing half of it.
Maybe he would have downed all of it, but he cuts short and lowers the cup at dragon queen, mildly alarmed and intensely interested in the potential presence of an actual! dragon! queen in Scamander's house, and of course her eating habits and magic aversion.
Sirius beats him to asking, while he's still swallowing, and then tells—well, it's almost a joke, and even if it isn't the funniest thing he's said, any attempt at levity from Sirius Black is going to be getting a smile out of Remus for the foreseeable future, just for the effort. For the fact that it's possible.
Then he realizes it's possibly a mean almost-joke, and his grin dims politely to a faint smile, so he's relatively straight-faced when he says, ] They definitely do, [ which could just be a comment on some personal experience with dragons or any number of other beasts or, sure, tetchy Aurors, rather than a joke that's somewhat more recklessly cheeky.
He finishes the rest of Ms Goldstein's kidnapped tea and stands up to start collecting cups. ]