The problem was that even if Vrenille's money had been good, Remus wouldn't have taken it. In the end, he didn't want to be someone's charity case. He had always wanted to work to earn his keep, even if the society around him was one that made it very difficult for him to do so without potentially being caught. Sometimes, all too easily, he could see why so many werewolves went to the dark side or rebeled completely against the wizarding society that treated them so poorly. Despite his generally good-going nature, it left him frustrated and angry from time to time.

Vrenille's current words, however, were leaving him even more confused, if that was possible. Half the Ministry plotting against the Queen...? His brows came together, trying to even figure out where or why or anything. The Muggles, as far as he knew, knew nothing about their world. He wasn't high enough in the know to have any idea that there was in fact a connection between the Ministry and the Prime Minister, so in his mind there wasn't even a point to the Ministry working with the Queen. He probably looked as confused as he felt, spreading a hand.

"Wait, I- I'm not following. Do you mean the Queen of your homeland?" He wracked his mind hard trying to think of where another Queen might be, but he was terrible with Muggle politics! "Why would the Ministry be involved with your Queen? And... this wouldn't involve you in politics- just to get you through the travel agency, you know? It's not like this is the first time in history someone's been teleported in an accident and your fellow travelers might have dealt with the same?"