[ Porpentina might have felt familiar. Remus wouldn't have been able to say why—his memory for the about the author sections of his school books isn't that good—but it would have niggled, probably forever, probably annoyingly.
Tina Goldstein does not niggle. ]
I'm afraid so. [ He's Welsh—half, anyway—but he isn't going to bully an American over that distinction. He releases her hand and puts his own back in his pocket, still smiling. ] There must be a few of us.
[ At least four, and more asleep. But he doesn't mention Sirius. Better to see who might know him as a dangerous criminal, first, and ease into all of that gently if necessary. ]
no subject
Tina Goldstein does not niggle. ]
I'm afraid so. [ He's Welsh—half, anyway—but he isn't going to bully an American over that distinction. He releases her hand and puts his own back in his pocket, still smiling. ] There must be a few of us.
[ At least four, and more asleep. But he doesn't mention Sirius. Better to see who might know him as a dangerous criminal, first, and ease into all of that gently if necessary. ]
Do you mind if I join you?