Stop asking, a voice inside him begged. Please stop asking, please stop asking, just stop.

No words came out of his mouth, however. His face didn't show trace that he was going to say it, either.

"I know you would rather know," he finally said after a long moment of silence. "I know that. And I know you are also not the only one that would rather have me reach out, but I cannot. I don't," know how to nor "want to."

Remus paused for a moment and leaned against a chair, watching her. Silent, and his face set.

"I know I am not alone." His voice lowered, and he turned towards the window unconsciously because that urge to leave was still there. He just felt trapped, and cornered. "I know that," he said as he turned back to her. "But..."

Words failed him then, and he just shrugged slightly as he looked down.