[ The door opens with only a few seconds' delay, and when it does it smells like smoke. Not much — just a trace of it, like something left on the stove a second too long.
But there's nothing burning. There isn't much at all in the room, save for Remus and an empty bed and a datapad on the table. As for Remus, there's no irritation or surprise at the interruption. He's just focused, and it takes him a moment to switch gears.
He isn't used to it yet, the way meeting someone isn't just about noting their features and their words. He's briefly distracted by the hum of energy in the connection, then his brow furrows in mild amusement. ]
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But there's nothing burning. There isn't much at all in the room, save for Remus and an empty bed and a datapad on the table. As for Remus, there's no irritation or surprise at the interruption. He's just focused, and it takes him a moment to switch gears.
He isn't used to it yet, the way meeting someone isn't just about noting their features and their words. He's briefly distracted by the hum of energy in the connection, then his brow furrows in mild amusement. ]
I wasn't aware anyone had this address.