[ Isaac can tell the moment there's another werewolf in the room, even one so different as Remus. The hairs on the back of his neck stand up, and his heart starts beating faster in his chest, animal instinct when faced with a fellow predator.
He turns, staring right back just as rudely, until Remus does the polite thing and glances off. Isaac blinks a few times, seeming to remember himself and his surroundings. Huh. Usually when he meets a new werewolf there's a lot more posturing and growling and violence. (Usually he's contributing to it, honestly.) ]
Uh. Hi. [ He slowly sets back down the empty glass he'd just pulled from one of the cupboards. ] You're different. Who are you? [ Hopefully you weren't expecting subtlety, Remus. ]
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He turns, staring right back just as rudely, until Remus does the polite thing and glances off. Isaac blinks a few times, seeming to remember himself and his surroundings. Huh. Usually when he meets a new werewolf there's a lot more posturing and growling and violence. (Usually he's contributing to it, honestly.) ]
Uh. Hi. [ He slowly sets back down the empty glass he'd just pulled from one of the cupboards. ] You're different. Who are you? [ Hopefully you weren't expecting subtlety, Remus. ]