[Remus is taking his time exploring this whole place, figuring that he'll have plenty of time to explore the castle later on. Right now, his goal is to get his bearings, to figure out exactly what is and isn't available around these parts, get a feel for his surroundings. He's been given a cloak, which feels right, feels exactly like something he'd have worn in Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley. Honestly, aside from being a bit less refined and a touch less modern, all of this isn't too far from his realm of knowledge.

He pauses as he's called out to, and turns his head the wrong way before he spots the young woman standing off to the side. Smiling pleasantly, he veers off to approach her, running a hand through his scruffy hair under the hood of his cloak.]

Er, hello. Afraid my History of Magic classes never covered the Dork Ages, exactly. [He grins; it's obviously a joke.] But yes, it is rather, ah—salacious.