While Remus would like it to be true, he wasn’t sure he was. He felt spread thin across all categories, and though Black’s comment should serve as a reassurement, it felt flat and disingenuous; Remus didn’t feel like he was fumbling any less.<br/>“We have to present our work to Mulligan next week,” he elaborated, not wanting to speak on how well others were doing. Remus turned back towards his work, expecting Black have been through a similar meeting when he was first getting started.<br/>Carefully pressing the pad of his thumb on top of the last little period on his paper, Remus confirmed the ink to be dry. He went on to gather his scattered papers, feeling a dull headache of hunger and thirst tighten at his temples.<br/>“None of us want to lose our funding already.”