Well, bloody hell. Remus really should have thought that through. He rubbed a hand slowly around his face and sighed into his palm. Fantastic, his attempt to help had just backfired horribly. Despite himself, there was that sinking feeling he wouldn't have been able to do this even if he hadn't mentioned that name. He did everything in his attempt to remain pleasant considering his condition, but there would always be that part of him that was angry, depressed, and insular. He'd thought there was a chance to help someone in turn, since his own life had turned around by this point to something he loved despite his curse.. and this was what he turned this attempt into.

Sigh.

Remus didn't stay. Considering that he had actually had a job to do, it was something he decided right now needed to be done. Give time for everyone to cool off while he risked his already terrible health. Thanks to his running around after the dementors, he had become all too good of a friend to his own Patronus.