The stranger could have said many things, but that particular question was beyond comprehension, so unlikely precisely that it made Remus’ expression falter in utter disbelief.<br/>“What do you mean?” he startled, a sense of weariness audible in his voice, betraying the fact that the man was speaking truthfully.<br/>Remus’ gaze shifted, glancing at James in search for any signs of guilt or remorse, trying to gauge whether or not that information had come from him.<br/>“No, I don’t recognize you,” he insisted as his attention returned to the stranger, desperately searching for an ounce of control, quickly feeling this conversation derailing into something completely out of his depth.