[ Polite and subtle as it is, it's more understanding than he's been met with so far. Remus hasn't exactly been absent in the conversation, but his interest still visibly sharpens, his eyes briefly searching the Darkling's face as he listens.
The unfamiliar word earns his curiosity, and the word 'Order' earns a smile and a short, quiet laugh. He knows what it means to him, but he also knows that it isn't applicable, here. ]
Combat, I suppose. [ The answer comes without much thought, though there's a hum of grief and regret that goes along with it. ] I'm a professor; I teach students how to defend themselves against the Dark Arts. You're familiar with magic?
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The unfamiliar word earns his curiosity, and the word 'Order' earns a smile and a short, quiet laugh. He knows what it means to him, but he also knows that it isn't applicable, here. ]
Combat, I suppose. [ The answer comes without much thought, though there's a hum of grief and regret that goes along with it. ] I'm a professor; I teach students how to defend themselves against the Dark Arts. You're familiar with magic?